Artist: Dutchmassive f/ Apathy, Celph Titled, C-Rayz Walz, Louis Logic, Majik Most Album: Junk Planet Song: The Hook Typed by: UGRLS Webmaster [Verse 1: Apathy] Yo All the dough I'm raking in is more than Bill Gates is taking in Laying in a bed gettin' head from Jenna Jameson Strangle Hell's Angels and jack their Harley Davidson Ap spits raps on wax they can't wait to spin The way I freestyle you'd think that I hate the pen Never follow the traits and trends for papes to spend I only fuck dates that I rate 10 While bitches you stick pose for camera's and break the lense For all you gay fucks this shits a wake-up Show you that I bust like D titties in A cups When I attack you fucks and slap you up Even your imaginary friends wont back you up [Verse 2: Majik Most] Ayo I'm coming off hotter than condoms on a human torch Pushing off on your girl with torque applying pressure, cause see no one's fresher watch your little sister put my picture on her dresser It's Majik Most, expect nothin lesser So now you wanna battle when you see me at the party bring your own chalk to outline your body I come off (?) performing exorcisms extract your ghost writer and laugh at your writtens You fake-ass player why you flash money for? I'll entertain your whore with a Commidore 64 And still get her on all fours begging for more [Hook - 2X] This is the hook, it's repeated 2 times and usually the end of each line rhymes we couldn't think of anything better than this it's just 6 MC's who all got something to spit [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] I ain't the cat to lounge on, I get my pound on with a brick fist Do my thing when I spit I'm found on Any stage with a list and sick beats dope enough I come in those events with can openers for real I'm making deals with Celph when we speakin' while your getting bones only time we have a hot meetin' Get slapped! Fuck props, I snuff cops Leave you out the picture like midget mug shots And fuck you computer hoes who just found flows I churn you out an airplane, call it my download And thinkin' your nice can paralyze you Kill yourself! If I was wack, that's what i'd do [Verse 4: Celph Titled] You can find me at the crib prolly fuckin a hoe On a daily basis I make a buck plus a O All it takes is a microphone for me to let my flow loose hit the avenue and bag bitches like they was produce I politic but like to extort nigga's most of all Cause I be bringing more suspence than Steven King in overalls Celph Titled, you know the name right New York City famous, see my face in spotlights I don't even like rap, I just like to talk shit And I'm quick to pull the heat out when the block get thick All you science-fiction nigga's that's trying to get your tape out I'll ship your bodyparts accross the globe, leave you spaced out [Hook - 2X] [Verse 5: Louis Logic] Y'all dont wanna reap with Dutchmassive You claim you battle MC's when you just (?) you get smacked like sluts asses when you cut classes during final exams, bunch of ingrates pussy rappers whose menstrate styles finally cramped You better call the EMS to stop your PMS a prefect summers even less, you wish to never be as fresh to see me in the flesh like morrison (?) go-go pissin on promo tapes and shittin' on photo's this is a no-no, keep wishin' your so dope I'm switchin' my logo to me grabbin your neck with both fists in a chokehold A lot of dick-riders try to lick my nuts the funny thing is y'all dummy's think that this is a low blow [Verse 6: Dutchmassive] And motherfuckers keep askin' when my album is droppin It's not homie, that shit'll play in my walkmen Y'all ain't worthy for the sounds that I produce for ya Yo I told you cats Evaporate, the bullets went through ya I assume always shit talking and analyzing rhymes I got a smart mouth, I used to beatbox for Einstine Line after line my mind has more storage space I'm massive, you just some kid with a deformed face fuckin waste, yo Dutch you dead wrong These chickenheads are stupid can't understand my songs I speak the slang of the modern-day caveman throw your crew out, chop their head off a (???) My flames been on, tell me I ain't live I'll strap a bomb on my chest.... and stage dive I thrive off keepin' your sister's breat in my palm And I got pictures of her on MajikMost.com [Hook - 2X]