Wassup yall

Thank you for joining us today

We got a couple MCs here for you tonight

So let's get to it

Gotta get back to the swing of things

Live another day in the wake of things

Biggest enemy is complacency

Don't really feel like it works for me

Hate saying cool, let's wait and see

Just another game like hide and seek

Thinking ‘bout the ways many things could be

Do it every day like it’s OCD

If I'm going out, then I'm going out blazing

Crazy

Knocking down doors

Like break-ins

Locked in, cleared for takeoff

Mach 10, straight from the cockpit

Launch all rockets

Self conscious

No time for nonsense

Wanna make profits

Can't lose my optics

Like a marksman

I’ll scope a target

But gotta watch out

For some, impostors

They outta pocket

Tryna get in some pockets

Plotting

Coming around, like what you got there

Gawking, flocking

Blank stares

Stalking

As I'm walking, I gotta be on the clock man

1 of 1

Not even second to none

Like the moon and the sun

I'll shine with anyone

Thank the one above

Cause He always been the plug

Always showing love

Like a father shows a son

Long live the ones whose showing up

For anybody stuck

And really packing a punch

Some always in a rush

And many don't say what's up

Gotta give it up for the ones

Getting up

We hard knocks in a crackpot

Tryna hit a jackpot

Not be known as another have-not

Talking to the world no backtalk

Listen for the mic drop coming

Everybody back off

No cap in all caps

And that's that

Spit facts, avoid rats

Get back man

Some cats be saying they're all that

But really they're all trash

Tryna get in their bag

Had enough of people making shit up

Never back it up till they end up getting jumped

Cause they never made the cut

When it came to this rap shit

Now they wanna rap sheet

Just to make ‘em snappy

It's kinda tragic

Many people are laughing

At some fake rappers

Knowing it's all backwards

Any one of them could've been, a great actor

But in a match-up

They lack real action

They never learn

Discern from what they yearn

End up on the curb

Like making a hard swerve

My my have things taken a turn

Live and learn who knows may it occur

Life's like walking a tight rope

Teetering toddering like what the fuck it do that for

Unpredictable like a bump on a bike road

Unconditional like love on a dance floor

Now that was quite a performance

Alright, so this last MC that got here needs no introduction, folks

He’s been doing this since he was 15, which is crazy

Now, if you don't know who I'm talking about, that's okay, but after tonight, that's all gonna change

Take it away, man

Vizzy!

The mic drops on me

Like the needle when the break hits

Boom bap basement

Buried on the graveshifts

Sliding on beats

While teachers watching my grades slip

Making shit in the studio that’s make shift

What they been dropping

Ain’t hip hop

Trinkets in a gift shop

Copy, paste, tiktok

Picking up merch from the print shop

Hitting the road

Asking the hoes where the fish spot

I’m off the top

But the writtens hit the same right

Siooh pass the mic

And make sure they got the name right

X to the V!

Yeah you damn right

Still givn’ jewels to the crew

Like it’s chain night (Yeah right)

I’m not the type for brake lights

I run red lights in plain sight

With the jets on and take flight (Gone)

Been ghost from the shows

But no stage fright

The needle hit the track

That’s how it runs in the veins right?

Right, right, right, right, aha

Mic Night!