Wreckin' Crew

Feat. Add-2 & Bishop Nehru

(Verse: Dizzy Wright)

I'm not him, I'm not last, I'm not first

No wearing your mask in class, it won't work

In this cold ass shelter, home with long shirts

I'm down to earth but let's work, I don't like to kick it

I encourage you to take in all this game that you were given

We sellin' tickets but where the difference? Typical visions

If you ain't watch the growth then watch how the fuck you portray the vision

I'm a boss because of my thoughts behind decisions

Sittin' on a cloud watchin' how y'all livin' foul wid it

No way hosay, bars for days, okay

Well show me somethin' I ain't heard

Cause all these niggas lie to earn

Reunited like Dizzy, you give me life

Flow in pocket, keep it rocking, you the legendary type

My motivation, I'm proud to show the respect

Just don't ever settle for less and cut the devil a check

(Verse: Bishop Nehru)

I said fresh off the tour, back to work it's some more

It's rollin', rollin' in the doors, evenin' all the scores

He's even meetin' applause from opening the jaws of the mall

To revolving and solving his fall

They want me to stall, I manifest quick tho

Can't stop me simple, my body's a temple

So if you ain't a thick nympho with curvy hip bones

Then you can kick stones, get gone, I'm in the zone

Gettin' close to the throne, my lines and my poems

I decided to show 'em and they like how it's goin'

I invited them home and enlighten the dome

Peace, I'm just gon' sleep but it's whatever

I know I spit it clever and I spit it for the betta

Not the Glocks and the Berettas

I'm tryna get us just to open our minds and to see

We all got potential, we just need to believe and achieve

Then we can be - anything

(Verse: Add-2)

And I chose to be a leader of the new school

So when I bust a rhyme my competition's 'where's Waldo'

Them niggas is hard to find

Rappers musta lost they mind like Alzheimer's

Nigga I'm Frank Thomas, nigga you Carl Thomas

Kickin' out the kings outta they thrones

And I tell 'em 'bow to Your Highness'

Make one dash like minus, feelin' is so ironic

Somebody call up a line us, I'm odd, we ain't even

Alarm clock flow, you rappers sound like you sleepin'

Lord knows that I only wanna sell out shows

But the devil only hope is that I sell my soul

Nothin' less than the best, if you test it you gettin' stepped on

Change a nigga quicker than Steve turnin' to Stefan, oh

My family matters the most

I turn these rappers into cats but me I'm turnin' to ghost

They a champagne glass, they just somethin' to toast

My verses like a car salesman, I be givin' them quotes

Get it jumping jack rabbits, I'm back in this backpacker

I'll smack 'em pack! Pack! Pack! Pack

In these verses like black magic, Add-2