Artist: The Rodentz Album: Rodentity Song: More Than Meets the Mic Typed by: Cno Evil ['Transformers' samples] How do you feel mighty Megatron? Yah! Astro Train, transform and get us out of here They must be terminated Autobots, die! Wait, I still function Okay, Optimus, what's the plan? [Cno Evil] Welcome to prime time, the optimus rhyme lines Smokescreen making ya eyes blind, I fight crimes Grapple amongst mines, hang on for dear life I hear a little bit of jazz in the back, it feels nice I'm a suicidal cliffjumper, warpath bumper Bad muthafuckin' ratchet totin', power gliding huffer Spliff puffer, blowing your house down, prowl with no mistakes Tailgate with outback steaks Rap on tracks, wheeljack stashed in the back trunk Rap with a pimp cup, hanging amongst trumps I hide my iron like a mirage, you can't see the Gods Tiny like a bumblebee, with a buzz of an entourage Inferno, internal affair, of my journal topics Blur, hurting your optics, with all type of objects Like gears, hubcaps, pipes, knifes, guns and swords Five forty and sideswipe, knock you off your boards Swerve off road marks resemble those that skid Hound dogs and clown cats can't sniff the kid Red alert, Red Zone biz breaking your trail And the sunstreak is unique, I blew past the tail again Hoisted above grounds, elevate to top floors With so much brawn, I charge the wind when I get bored Take it like a Hot Rod, yeah, you know kid, J.C. The R-O like a B-O-T, automatically [Li-Mouse] Aiyo, inject my cassette, I produce sound waves Still trying to figure out how Mouse found ways To ravage and ramsack, your chop shop You wanna rumble with us, aiyo, this is not pop The shots leave suprised, sound like thunder crackers The shockwaves that inflict some other factors Blast from far, you don't know how far seems Just know I got shit that'll make a sun scream S.O.S., yes, who be the best? I drop bomb shells, spray shrapnel rip through your vest Fuck a hook, I'm in it for a long haul The porsche won't break down, no chance to stall Me, the high octain, wild rider on the drastic You a dead and cock rider, you fag bitch I'm coming in big like a wrestler, peep the mega tron Arm slaughter verses, yeah, you know who got the better song Blast off doors, now you stuck in tantrums Mouse with vocal Cno, the mixmaster anthem I kick back in my chair, this shit is so easy The way the skyboard, made it a bit breezy You MC's wanna give me the fucking runabout Call up the slug slinger to shut they mouth No time for misfires, your tread is shot This is all a fact, man, this ain't a bunch of crock Slicing down on your like we some warrior axes Then drop chops, no choice but to call me master Keep running they mouth, I call 'em motor head But I just can't stop, that's what the Rodent said We more than what meets any of your eyes Don't be deceived by the many of the lies ['Transformers' sample] There's better things to do tonight then die