ODD by DCS Lyrics
JAKK
"I wasn't ready anyway"
Yo, Rhymer
Verse 1: JAKKDARHYMER
Flow hard, Go hard it's a combo
Top emcees the Bro God in the convo
Was ten or eleven when i recognized clever lines
Fused together diverged of rules and measure
Could rule the Mecca
And have them praising son
My city known for crushing it's seeds, and raising none
I just want this 1 brain and 2 lungs
To blow up, Before I screw those up
Rhymer going H.A.M over this whole cut
That's a hard bar but we chew those up
Nah
I'm only kidding we don't do those drugs
My shit been dope before they knew my style
Everything crack that I contain in vials
Vile but it's served with a smile
I vowed to cut the red meat out
So what i'm cooking more foul
Like Julia Childs and that's what got you trippin' now
Hook 2x: JAKKDARHYMER & BLUEBOYLAZ
I just want the vibe of the year
This right here, make the gods reappear
Looking in the mirror not a lame nigga there
If you show will, they sure will cheer (Chea!)
Umma put my life on the line
For a whole slice of the pie
(Whole slice of the Pie!)
For you this might come out ODD
But even if I died it's a sweet suicide
Bridge: JAKKDARHYMER & BLUEBOYLAZ
I just want the vibe of the year, (Yeah)
I just want the vibe of the year
This gon be the vibe of the year (yeah)
Rhymer got the vibe of the year
Verse 2: JAKKDARHYMER
Change gone, change gone come my nigga
Hard work til, the day done I figure'd
What's more American than a working man?
A red man? deadman? Nigga turned lesbian?
How fitting, the land of the free if you got enough skrilla
And I don't got a dope bar about Bruce Jenner
But my constituents can't afford to pay attention
To anything not contributing to the ascension
I'd like to take some time out to tap in to the essence
Got you reminiscent like you talking to your best friend
God is in the driver's seat, and Rhymer is the reverend
The stars are all aligned cause every body is celestial
So, Umma go hard on my own
For a whole slice of the marscopone
These niggas dark left they thoughts at home
My heart cold, left my heart at home
Ooh
Bridge 2: BLUEBOYLAZ & JAKKDARHYMER
I just wanna Vibe, I just wanna OOh
I just wanna Vibe, I just wanna OOh
I just wanna Vibe, I just wanna OOh
I just wanna Vibe, I just wanna OOh
Hook 2x: JAKKDARHYMER & BLUEBOYLAZ
I just want the vibe of the year
This right here, make the gods reappear
Looking in the mirror not a lame nigga there
If you show will, they sure will cheer (Chea!)
Umma put my life on the line
For a whole slice of the pie
(Whole slice of the Pie!)
For you this might come out ODD
But even if I died it's a sweet suicide
Verse 3: BLUEBOYLAZ
Aim for gold lights with the cold sites
Blast off through these bastards like poltergeist
More life, do right kill every foe like
Ceaser got silver backs for back stabbers
Gorilla soilder in the jungle humble
King k taught me not to mumble
Going rambo kill em with the stubble
Balboa as my city rustles
Flexing with the syndicate muscle
I kid, 'cause the team stay on that low shit
Trapped in the flow shit, stuck in the matrix
Blue pill, open my mind with the quickness dive in the waves then drop in the deep end
Beasting, lookin like a mothafucking heathen
Eat these beats so krule they tell me easy easy
Feeling like I'm mothafucking feasting
"I wasn't ready anyway"
Yo, Rhymer
Verse 1: JAKKDARHYMER
Flow hard, Go hard it's a combo
Top emcees the Bro God in the convo
Was ten or eleven when i recognized clever lines
Fused together diverged of rules and measure
Could rule the Mecca
And have them praising son
My city known for crushing it's seeds, and raising none
I just want this 1 brain and 2 lungs
To blow up, Before I screw those up
Rhymer going H.A.M over this whole cut
That's a hard bar but we chew those up
Nah
I'm only kidding we don't do those drugs
My shit been dope before they knew my style
Everything crack that I contain in vials
Vile but it's served with a smile
I vowed to cut the red meat out
So what i'm cooking more foul
Like Julia Childs and that's what got you trippin' now
Hook 2x: JAKKDARHYMER & BLUEBOYLAZ
I just want the vibe of the year
This right here, make the gods reappear
Looking in the mirror not a lame nigga there
If you show will, they sure will cheer (Chea!)
Umma put my life on the line
For a whole slice of the pie
(Whole slice of the Pie!)
For you this might come out ODD
But even if I died it's a sweet suicide
Bridge: JAKKDARHYMER & BLUEBOYLAZ
I just want the vibe of the year, (Yeah)
I just want the vibe of the year
This gon be the vibe of the year (yeah)
Rhymer got the vibe of the year
Verse 2: JAKKDARHYMER
Change gone, change gone come my nigga
Hard work til, the day done I figure'd
What's more American than a working man?
A red man? deadman? Nigga turned lesbian?
How fitting, the land of the free if you got enough skrilla
And I don't got a dope bar about Bruce Jenner
But my constituents can't afford to pay attention
To anything not contributing to the ascension
I'd like to take some time out to tap in to the essence
Got you reminiscent like you talking to your best friend
God is in the driver's seat, and Rhymer is the reverend
The stars are all aligned cause every body is celestial
So, Umma go hard on my own
For a whole slice of the marscopone
These niggas dark left they thoughts at home
My heart cold, left my heart at home
Ooh
Bridge 2: BLUEBOYLAZ & JAKKDARHYMER
I just wanna Vibe, I just wanna OOh
I just wanna Vibe, I just wanna OOh
I just wanna Vibe, I just wanna OOh
I just wanna Vibe, I just wanna OOh
Hook 2x: JAKKDARHYMER & BLUEBOYLAZ
I just want the vibe of the year
This right here, make the gods reappear
Looking in the mirror not a lame nigga there
If you show will, they sure will cheer (Chea!)
Umma put my life on the line
For a whole slice of the pie
(Whole slice of the Pie!)
For you this might come out ODD
But even if I died it's a sweet suicide
Verse 3: BLUEBOYLAZ
Aim for gold lights with the cold sites
Blast off through these bastards like poltergeist
More life, do right kill every foe like
Ceaser got silver backs for back stabbers
Gorilla soilder in the jungle humble
King k taught me not to mumble
Going rambo kill em with the stubble
Balboa as my city rustles
Flexing with the syndicate muscle
I kid, 'cause the team stay on that low shit
Trapped in the flow shit, stuck in the matrix
Blue pill, open my mind with the quickness dive in the waves then drop in the deep end
Beasting, lookin like a mothafucking heathen
Eat these beats so krule they tell me easy easy
Feeling like I'm mothafucking feasting