Underdogs

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lyrics

VERSE 1
(BIG MO-BERG)

That's that rap tandem who spit it at random,
Think they fuckin' cool, but they ain't even that handsome,
They don't flash cash, do no damn dancin',
How the fuck are they the best? I just can't stand em,
Another rap tantrum, from rappin' peers,
I hate rappers, but I'm in love wit rappers' tears,
Shit for years we be spittin', gettin' downplayed,
By these wack rap cats, knowin' they a downgrade,
And nowadays they'll straight play victim,
Cuz the hate stays subtle like today's racism,
Form cliques and suck on each other's dicks,
Black ball real talent from ever hittin' the mix,
Never spittin' no hits, what part of the game is this?
This the part where them bitches go try and throw in a fix,
But fuck this, you can bet that we got em shook,
It's a muthafuckin' hit soon as Demo gets on the hook,

HOOK
(DEMO)

So now you know why they say nothin' lasts forever,
The table's turnin' now and you can feel the pressure,
It's gettin' close, the underdogs are takin' over,
You can't stop my team - so retreat,

VERSE 2
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

They said we'd never make it, debated why we're underrated,
And wonder why your favorite rapper's hated,
The underdogs, underestimated, but not complainin',
Cuz it made us motivated, leavin' em captivated at the movement that we're makin',
You're moment's been mistaken, I hate to say it, face it,
He really wasn't fakin' when he made that over saturated statement,
No talent because they basic, too bad it covers the nation,
Talkin' about they comin' from a spaceship, but speakin' too ancient,
No sign of intelligence, they stupid, repetitive, pathetic and arrogant,
So it's time for the specialist to get up and fix it quick with the lyrical excellence,
But they testin' our temperament, tryin' to keep us from enterin',
The game but we're set to win, we're destined to make it big, but the question is when?
They got my patience runnin' thin wit all that wack music,

HOOK
(DEMO)

So now you know why they say nothin' lasts forever,
The table's turnin' now and you can feel the pressure,
It's gettin' close, the underdogs are takin' over,
You can't stop my team - so retreat,

VERSE 3
(BIG MO-BERG)

It's the three stooges, lyrical beat bruisers,
Abusers of all these overrated weak losers,
Spittin' sicker rhymes in a couple lines,
Than your dopest shit combined in your muthafuckin' prime,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

But never mind those little weak hoes, these three amigos gonna kill the show,
Better let em know to play their role, and hang on our testicles,
When we spittin' flows and demo's hittin' doper tones,

(BIG MO-BERG)

To the dome,
While these hoes overdose on the notes and our quotes,
Touchin' toes like a pro and they open they throats,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

And they choke on this twisted sickness,
The pricks of the business keep rippin' up bitches,

(BIG MO-BERG)

In inches,
We the beat keepers and verbal heat seekers,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Street teachers, we preach and reach speakers,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Decease beats to pieces with these meat cleavers,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Beastly features, we creep with the creatures,

(BIG MO-BERG)

And spit ether,
These venomous bars'll blow your favorite swag rapper up and send him to Mars,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Let em dwell with the stars and all they gassed up hype,
We some underdogs, triple R, but that's alright,

(BIG MO-BERG)

We can mash all night up on the mic, the outcasts of life,
The Rez Rap trio that's all white and tight,
So tell us somethin' we don't know,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

We keep it original, kill em wit syllables, leavin' the slow, typical, predictable, simple, non lyrical rappers lookin' so pitiful and miserable, it's wonderful,

(BIG MO-BERG)

When we spit a flow,
And when we hit em though, they fittin' ta cave in,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

From our weapon, our pen, the battle never will end,

(BIG MO-BERG)

So go pretend that you ain't feelin' our tracks,
And we don't kill it on wax, and we ain't dealin' in facts,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

We're runnin' laps around these wack ass cats, on tracks,
No holdin' us back, we're the infamous pack and it's as simple as that,

HOOK
(DEMO)

So now you know why they say nothin' lasts forever,
The table's turnin' now and you can feel the pressure,
It's gettin' close, the underdogs are takin' over,
You can't stop my team - so retreat,

credits

from North Pole's Chosen Few, track released July 22, 2013
Produced by Garlic Brown Beats
Engineered by Big Mo-Berg and Garlic Brown
Mixed and Mastered by Garlic Brown

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