Nomi:
Scary Mary returns grown up it's been a while now
New pair of wings Nike's and a co*ked eyebrow
While out with my best friend the pen
Aint to time like this time you can ask big ben.
My friends the baddest ba** line cutters
Peaceful people till you speak on they mothers and pick on they brothers.
Lovers in rain couldn't cut it up like we can
Even make the devil's daughter do a rain dance.
It's the new jack move untying earths tubes
Rebirth of what's worth being said.
Build a casket to place my bad habits
sh** is deep even my third eye needs gla**es
Take a long walk cause it's a short life
Don't need a dashiki to be about human rights
Been rocking mic's since spelling love in a pager
It's a crazy life creative is the creator.
See there's two sides to every Oddjob
Comin' soon to ya local urban hotspot
From planet to planet
Scary Mary to the Gra**man
We reestablish the standard
And put our stickers on your trashcan
Advizer:
Shout out to kids in high school
I used to be just like you
Except I had a tight crew
N' we made all the right moves
We got this little movement now the futures got stars in it
Ownin used cars n' more room in the apartment
A lot of cats try to blow n' make the wrong choice
We tryin to run our own business like CL's Aunt Joyce
Still a crew just some cats who make quality music
Destroy the world for the boys n' girls n' make no apology to it
Crescent Moon:
It was a one night stand
Just me and the audience
Don't wait up cuz I won't be coming back tonight
Grabbed a mic and tried to make 'em move they body limbs
The next morining everybody left satisfied
With that aside we'll move on (let's move on)
We'll try to bring you back to life with new songs my crew spawned
Now two wrongs don't make a right mind
But the light shines in the night time
When I write rhymes feel my life line
See there's two sides to every Oddjob
Comin' soon to ya local urban hotspot
From planet to planet
Scary Mary to the Gra**man
We reestablish the standard
And put our stickers on your trashcan
Advizer:
Based on fact rhymes stay in the back a your mind
Like ba**lines from Chic's ‘Goodtimes' or Nas ‘Halftime'
He's the cognitive miser positive side of a bad apple
Stomp sand castles n' smash mics
Raps I write while pagin through the cla**ified ads
N' if you cravin real drums we can satisfy that
N if you sick of false tongues we can pacify that
And as a matter of fact there ain't no need to pa** the mic back
Crescent Moon:
Yeah they can feel it
Their souls are on their tippy toes
Embrace the realness the people of the city know
We came to build this monument
From the ground up let the sound touch
They basement ceilings
And I'm still in houseparties usin headphones for microphones
Gettin love from kids like I did a long time ago
The vinyl goes round and round it's the center of the galaxy
The vital hold keeps me on this balance beam