[Intro - Kel Mitchell]

I go by the name of Kel Mitchell!

And this is TeamBackPack!

Let's go!

[Dizzy Wright - Verse 1]

Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy shit

Nigga get--whoever they'll sign me with is getting lit

Niggas take a risk, I made the list and now I rock the bells

You can't even rock a show than fuck niggas taught you well

Oh well, I'm giving knowledge out for free

She was following my Tweets, and now she swallowing the 'D'

What a freak, beep beep, I got the keys to the Jeep

Cause I'm smashing on these niggas, straight gassing on these niggas

Till I, surpass all the trash in the first class

See, I'm fast with the first pass, smoking bags of the first class, duh

Fucking dirt bag, cold enough to bring the shirt back

Looking at all these producers like, "where the fuck the work at?"

Niggas feel me, but they don't hear me like I hear me

Clearly niggas fear me, most likely gon' lose my life to envy

That's why I'm so open with what I'm smoking

I'm floating off what I'm toking, haters searching weak emotion

So no regrets, show respect or get showed the check

The flow the best, it's Funk Volume and you know the rest

Your little wifey has no respect

I stick it out and whip it out and she give the slowest neck

Okay, back to what I'm on, I'm going strong and I ain't working out

Yeah I'm what you heard about, the game just put my jersey out

Inhaled so much smoke a nigga had to burp it out

Get on tracks and murk it out, "that nigga so versatile!"

Nigga I must be going crazy

Vegas baby where they made me, bringing the flavor to your ear

Impeccable, these vegetables gon' hear me loud and clear

I'm obviously the competition that they fear

Dizzy Wright

[Lecrae - Verse 2]

Dope

What's happening?

Lecrae

Uh, old school

You ready?

Ey look, dollars, 7 digits

Call the chemist

I compound underground sounds with pronouns

So pronounce my name right

Rappers who take a stance; B-Boy

Popped it like I'm in the minds of these slaves until they free boy

Mischievous souls, who don't get it so we spit it

Where that smoke is blowing loud and all these crowds is looking frigid

And it's cold on the road, so them bars better be hot

Some people want the content, but others want to be shot

So I give them both until they choke, but truthfully

If half of them think that you dope, the others thinking you's a joke

*Cough* lemme clear my throat, as I provoke you with these quotes

I got a Grammy in my closet, but I'd trade it for the hope

Of the people, cause these days evil

If you ain't met Jesus you don't wanna see the sequel

My people holla 1-1-6

They know we represent

Something bigger than the dollars and the cents

But it don't make sense!

I rock with killers in dark tents

Drinking liquor till they thinking and speaking in past tense

And it's past tense, with pastors and past friends

Who don't understand my action and some of my actions

[Phora - Verse 3]

Whaddup Rock the Bells?

Phora, yours truly in the building

It goes

One for the money, two for the show, three for these dummies just in case they didn't know

I'm from the West Coast, close to the street like a low rider

Sitting on gold wires, underground like coal miners

Never had a co-signer, never hold fire

Offing myself is the only way I'd ever have a ghost writer

So wired, over their heads like an apostrophe

Common day thought's, it's that modern day philosophy

Weak ass nigga, cheap ass nigga, you spoon fed I never had no free pass nigga

I don't rock no skinnies, gotta let my nuts breathe

Labels like these ladies, bet they all just wanna fuck me

So it's just me, my pen, and my notepad

I did this shit with no gimmicks, nigga, no swag

No image, no trans, my nigga no fads

Strictly body casts like that's a wrap in their tote tag

So fast, like they're, there's just no stopping in time

I'm dropping knowledge, all my thoughts are divine

Listen, my heart is as solid as Optimus Prime

And my voice is almost as painful as Pac in his prime

And the day I pass away is when the stars would align

And all the planets collide I see the light screaming, "God!"

Save my life from the violence, I'm just fighting the odds

Like a lion, yo, I fight for my pride

That's my people, not my ego, like an eagle vision's as far as the skies

9-4 we rocking all the way live

That's my people, not my ego, like an eagle vision's as far as the skies

9-4 we rocking all the way live

Rock the bells, motherfucker!

[Outro: Kel Mitchell]

Ya'll make some noise for that TeamBackPack.net cypher!

That's what I'm talking about, ya'll!

Rock the Bells!

I go by the name of Kel Mitchell--I AM Kel Mitchell, ya'll!

That was crazy!