[Verse 1: Fresh Violet]

Listen, Vizzy got the flow so particularly fly

And you never saw it coming like a dick in your eye

Got a Midas touch mouth so I spit what I like

Right about now no one much is sicker than I

Better get it in quick cos it’s the year of the bitch

And I’m sweeter than a raspberry liquorice twist

They stepping up to my plate with a swing and a miss

Brush em off lick’y split with a flick of the wrist

Cos I’m out here making hits like a hammer

Going harder than your grandfather's dick on Viagra (woo)

Ugh, I teach them grace and I’m teaching them manners

Cos they pissing me off, female Bruce Banner

I can hold out make ya say pretty please

This is just a warm up at hundred degrees

Don’t need to do it like a dude, I’m honey to a bee

I can keep up with the boys if they can keep up with me (aye)

[Chorus]

Uh, I’m on that headline level, be careful, gonna serve it up special

Got the bass, got the treble

Yeah they don’t wanna meddle

They don’t wanna see me go rebel (uh)

Blow it up, wanna do it real big

Ain’t nobody stopping us kid

If you don’t feel us, we just leave you in the dust

Now you know, but I think you ‘ready did

[Verse 2: Oddsox]

So go and check the method

But this ain't Lord Finesse

Coz I got to wreck it lungs are empty out of breath

Like the cops just came I legged it, heart is beating out my chest

I’ll do it till the grave, six feet under or the fishes fed

Cos I love it, so tell me are you driven kid?

Would you go through dirt and pain to find out what the limit is?

Be promised no inhibitors, be Cooper from Limitless

But in reality, it hits harder than Mikey's fists, I’m gone

Fuck it, because you know I’m really dope (really dope)

I am building up a legacy you’re sitting at home

I am plotting domination, underhanded tactics on my own

Give me the king behead him lounging on my iron throne (shame)

Out rap me? No, coz I am grown, I’m fighting through these high and lows

Think you’re better ? I’ll say it like a racist, you can fuck off home (fuck off)

Misfit on a track knowing that you can’t compare

I’m Oddsox, me and you we are not a pair

[Verse 3: Joey Maker]

Now there’s a beautiful science to it

And I am fluent

In my mind I piece the puzzles together, they blinded to it

I ain’t tryna bring rhyming into it

These rappers rapping ‘bout rapping

I see a world full of people that I influence

All the lives that I be touching I’m bringing the Midas to em

Start the fire burning (in em) I’m holding a lighter to em

I be teaching while you claiming you dive in vagina fluid

I be learning while you faded you keeping ya mind polluted. Yeah

My only enemy’s facing me in the mirror, aye

My only measure’s the legacy I deliver

If I were to look back tallying my regrets

It’s just roads I left unfollowed and words that I never said

Letters I never sent, stories that went unwritten

You think I’m afraid of failure? Well fuck it at least I’m living

I’d rather be giving everything dying without a dollar

Then stuck in a 9 to 5 an existence inside a collar. Hah

[Chorus]

Uh, I’m on that headline level, be careful, gonna serve it up special

Got the bass, got the treble (uh)

Yeah they don’t wanna meddle (nah)

They don’t wanna see me go rebel (go rebel, uh)

Blow it up, wanna do it real big (yeah)

Ain’t nobody stopping us kid

If you don’t feel us, (uh) we just leave you in the dust

Now you know, but I think you ‘ready did ('ready did)

[Verse 4: Defron]

Me I don’t lurk? Who D he just work

Same clothes for a minute smell the money on the shirt

Get clocked if your hands small, all I do is stand tall

Ever since Poppa Doc taught me how to first brawl

Left right but you flurry with the jab

All this cream will make you dizzy, make McFlurry with the pad

I don’t pen sixteens, I pen money in the bag

What I flip will make you fold, now tell me why you mad

Ah dag, I don’t dab I don’t post memes

Go and call your squad, ma-fucker I’m my whole team

Say your man’s hot I’ll blow smoke through your smoke screen

Say you here to ball I’ll hang time off your nose ring

All about the throwback, hanging off the low beam

Panic when you see red, I bleed for that code green

You day trippers quick to talk, move at slow speed

Bring fire when I go beast, call me Mowgli

[Chorus]

Uh, I’m on that headline level, be careful, gonna serve it up special

Got the bass, got the treble (uh)

Yeah they don’t wanna meddle (nah)

They don’t wanna see me go rebel (go rebel, uh)

Blow it up, wanna do it real big (yeah)

Ain’t nobody stopping us kid

If you don’t feel us, (uh) we just leave you in the dust

Now you know, but I think you ‘ready did ('ready did)