[Intro: D-Element]
Yo, it's your man, D-Element!! UDR Radio!!! Nightbreed Entertainment!! I just want to welcome y'all to the prequel of the Sunset Terr album. Coming Soon!! Featuring Super-Producer/MC LK, the man with a million punchlines, Jay Biggz, the poet extraordinaire, Tilden Dexter!! Ya'know'm'sayin, yo this is just a warm-up y'all. I'm telling you, THIS IS JUST A WARM-UP Y'ALL!!! So just turn up your radios, adjust your volumes on your iPods, and bang this one up baby!!!
[Verse 1: Jay Biggz]
Yo, they got me in the booth, now y'all stuck with me
This is just fun for me, I do this comfortably
Meanwhile, y'all struggling, stuck on E
I suggest y'all drop the mic for a couple weeks
Cause y'all blowing hot air like a summer breeze
Check the scoreboard, none for you, 1 for me
And when the album drop, y'all gon' be hungry
Like the 4th little piggy, you ain't getting none to eat
Eazy Street is the company
We got it all wrapped like Christmas gifts, but we ain't under trees
We celebrate, but I ain't never hung a wreath
Yeah, we selling great, but I ain't never slung a ki'
I slang slang, and I ain't gotta cuss to speak
Yep, I bang mane and I ain't gotta tuck a piece
But I'll lift a dude clean out his dungarees
You want to stop me, you better have a gun to squeeze
If somebody gotta go, I'mma make you nuccas bleed
I'mma give you more room for your lungs to breathe
I ain't talking Australia when I put you in the land down under, b
And that's just a summary
Shout out to all my ex-girlfriends that clung to me
Because you still in love with me, I keep knots stuffed in jeans
Me, TD, and L is enough MCs
We don't hear you wack ass dudes like you mumbling
[Verse 2: LK]
Yo, it's LK y'all, the one and only
Blu-Ray clear like that disc in your Sony
Some of y'all forgetful, act like y'all don't know me
But it's cool, I'm eating while y'all looking hungry
I never sleep, nocturnal like Helter Skelter
Been slept on like benches at homeless shelters
We packed like fat women in leotards
While you bamas micro like an SD card
Trying to act all hard, y'all can't carry the weight
Y'all just like Nell Carter, gimme a break
While we No Bias, No Bull like Campbell Brown
Dope beats, ill lyrics, that's just how we get down
Straight out of DC, we be the shhh... Like feces
Saturday night, trying to stay alive like The Bee Gees
LK, Tilden Dexter, Aapex, and Jay Biggz
We too much to handle y'all, like BeBe's Kids, yeah
[Verse 3: Tilden Dexter]
Ayo, cool blew, ooze through and move you dudes
The clues I spool will lose you fools
Elude your crews then swoon on you
So don't misconstrue my moves and moods
Brew you stooges and amuse you, too
That's news to you on the tubes you view
I proves I rules, what you crews don't do
I do-the do-the do-the do on you.
Put the cap on you and screw you, too
Your crews dap you, then they clap on you
I put the wrap on you and make you woo-woo-woo
The +BooCooBooms+ on the choo-choo-choo.
That's track for fools, backtrack on dudes
Move you flukes til the flow soothes you
More views on my crews than Youtube do
Kick through a few like Kung Fu fool
Might stake out you, you take-out food
Make moves like Matrix that'll fake out you.
We ooze these tunes in my romper room
Or stomper room, where we stomp on tunes
[Outro: D-Element]
Yeah, Sunset Terr, Nightbreed Entertaiment. This is your man, D-Element. You never heard anything like this ever before! I'm beating up the wall, I'm pulling my hair out, you'know'm'sayin! So just sit back and relax, and enjoy the rest of this joint, you'know'm'sayin. Cause it's hot...
