[Part I: BEAMIN]
[Intro]
MATHIASTYNER
[Verse 1: Justin Hughes]
Hold up, I'm beamin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
There are some snakes in the grass
And those mo'fuckers been schemin' (Uh, yeah)
Call that shit-Call that shit treason
King of the call when I'm speakin'
Why you so loud? What's the reason?
Sorry, don't wanna fuck up your speakers
Can you be quiet? I'm on Quad's Genius, readin'
("Hey, this is some pretty wise stuff here")
JK, I'm memin'
Chipmunk-lookin'-ass, call you Alvin
Make you go missin' like Quadeca's album (Ayy!)
Try find my secrets like Plankton?
Haha! Could you imagine? (Yeah)
All the haters gonna be fans one day
Tryna look big on the 'Gram, you're fake
Hold up, man, just wait
If I'm a sheep, you're a lamb, okay (Woah)
[Verse 2: CER10]
This the BEAMIN CYPHER, this light of mine like a beacon
Got drive like a Lambo truck, I'll ride the beat, don't need a reason
Um, demons want me to preach theism that isn't pleasin' God
But I don't play that game, like a PAL console with region locks
Until my own heart-beatin' stops
I'm covered by the blood, like a nugget in Polynesian sauce
Don't change the station, I keep it on lock
And His grace is amazin', don't sleep on the Rock!
Huh, I used to want to be the hottest
Now, I realize that's not where I'm gonna see the profits (Uh)
Even if the game'll leave me utterly exhausted
I won't bury all this talent, it won't be under me at all, since
I been really blessed, bro, with this gift in mental
I can spit like Mississippi; 'fore I pick up a pencil, let's go
It's off the dome, like a quonset hut, then I'm on the run
I take off with amigos like I'm Offset's cuz
Honest, bro, I do this for my God above
And SQUADECA! Don't care about how popular
Someone is, 'cause I don't wanna show no favoritism
I just wanna give feedback and tell 'em, "Raise your chin up"
Peace to my core, I don't conform to any violent ways
Wages of sin is death, but through the cross, He gave me life today
Beamin' like ultraviolet rays, you'll be seein' the climate change
I'ma serve up the beat and give you lime to taste, ayy
This life is not defined by any Fendi on your bag, it's
Done to death, like Logic bars 'bout semi-automatics
Been a rocky road, shoutout to NTOnTheTrack
But I can take a punch, whether a lefty or a jab
I don't shed a teardrop if I'm low on any tier list
I respect any opinion that's been given, and I hear it
It's no wonder that I keep improvin'
'Cause I'm takin' criticism, you should peep the movement!
[Verse 3: Shaun VI]
Ayy!
Lil' boy, I can see you hatin' from the window, reload
Get low, limbo, I'm so sick with flow
If I got sticks, well, then you get hit with those
Got a rocket launcher on the song, 'cause I'm 'bout to explode
Implode on rappers
They know that I'm back and I'm back in my bag again
Trappin', just stay in your lane, just like I'm doin' traffic
I make a diss appear- magic
Uh, don't be talkin' like you know me
You are just a phony, watchin' My Little Pony
Like you are six
You are just an idiot tryna get a deal with Sony (MATHIASTYNER)
That's my bad
Or not my bad, I'm really not sorry
They say I changed 'cause I dropped everybody
No, you are just lonely and mockin' me
Get off my property, properly
I might just probably end up just poppin' Gs
They say I said nothin'
No, look at my Genius, obviously
Obviously, you can cannot come up with me
You could push a fifty, it really don't matter
I'm not an actor
I am a rapper
[Verse 4: KhaiTheKidd]
Hold up, I'm beamin'
I'm making hits, you repeat it
Best in the game, think I cheated
Win every time I'm competing, got everything that you dreamin'
Become the best or not, nothin' between it
Ayy, yeah!
("You only got one day to finish this!" I'm dead)
Yeah, I carry all these tracks on my back
I got everything these other rappers lack, that's a fact, uh
This your song? Allow me to hijack!
Bands and fans the only thing that I attract
Haters hate on me, then force my tracks to run in laps
No one ever thought that I could spit it fast, yeah
Hear me on the track, everybody getting gassed, yeah
You raise the bar, but I easily surpass, yeah
I mop the floor with you, you better call me Dax, uh
("Really? A janitor bar?")
Don't even know why I tried
Wrote this in three hours, not gonna lie
Did it last minute, don't even know why
I'm gonna make sure I do better next time
Yeah, people say that I can't rap
Nah, man, please stop the cap
Give me a beat, then I'm gonna snap
[Interlude: KhaiTheKidd & Solomon Rennie]
I just want to say thank you to everyone in SQUADECA!
It's just an amazing community
And it's amazing to be here with you guys
Bro, that's cringe!
Hold up, I'm beamin', ayy, yeah, hey, hey...
[Verse 5: Logpog]
Darker than the night, but you're not gettin' pardoned (Huh? Huh?)
I'm not on the dark side, I think I'm about mid-evil (Okay! Yeah, ayy!)
But it's hard to deny that I'm not all bad (Yeah)
Y'all ain't rushin' to learn my language, like a stallin' grad, what? (Okay, yeah!)
Knowledge of my wallet got 'em hopping mad (Huh?)
'Cause I got blue prints, like it's AutoCAD (Huh? Yeah!)
Kick me out, but I'll come back, kid, like a Canadian band (Okay, okay)
I applaud you if you give me a hand, what? (Huh, huh, huh)
Never make demands, I'm just sayin' what I'm gettin' (What?)
It results in them all stressin' over all of my possessions (Okay, yeah!)
I got cash and I got bands, enough to fund a couple weddings (Ayy)
I have way too much money, honestly (I do, yeah)
If you think I'll ever learn my lesson, you must be dreaming (Okay)
'Cause it's seeming I believe that I'm the peak of any average man or woman (Okay, yeah!)
Really shouldn't say that I've got wealth, am I lyin' to myself?
Oh! Never mind, I'm beamin'!
Yeah! (Oh-!)