Dizzy Wright - Team Backpack Freestyle lyrics

[Intro - Kel Mitchell] I go by the name of Kel Mitchell! And this is TeamBackPack! Let's go! [Dizzy Wright - Verse 1] Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy sh** n***a get--whoever they'll sign me with is getting lit n***as take a risk, I made the list and now I rock the bells You can't even rock a show than f** n***as taught you well Oh well, I'm giving knowledge out for free She was following my Tweets, and now she swallowing the 'D' What a freak, beep beep, I got the keys to the Jeep Cause I'm smashing on these n***as, straight ga**ing on these n***as Till I, surpa** all the trash in the first cla** See, I'm fast with the first pa**, smoking bags of the first cla**, duh f**ing dirt bag, cold enough to bring the shirt back Looking at all these producers like, "where the f** the work at?" n***as feel me, but they don't hear me like I hear me Clearly n***as fear me, most likely gon' lose my life to envy That's why I'm so open with what I'm smoking I'm floating off what I'm toking, haters searching weak emotion So no regrets, show respect or get showed the check The flow the best, it's Funk Volume and you know the rest Your little wifey has no respect I stick it out and whip it out and she give the slowest neck Okay, back to what I'm on, I'm going strong and I ain't working out Yeah I'm what you heard about, the game just put my jersey out Inhaled so much smoke a n***a had to burp it out Get on tracks and murk it out, "that n***a so versatile!" n***a I must be going crazy Vegas baby where they made me, bringing the flavor to your ear Impeccable, these vegetables gon' hear me loud and clear I'm obviously the competition that they fear Dizzy Wright [Lecrae - Verse 2] Dope What's happening? Lecrae Uh, old school You ready? Ey look, dollars, 7 digits Call the chemist I compound underground sounds with pronouns So pronounce my name right Rappers who take a stance; B-Boy Popped it like I'm in the minds of these slaves until they free boy Mischievous souls, who don't get it so we spit it Where that smoke is blowing loud and all these crowds is looking frigid And it's cold on the road, so them bars better be hot Some people want the content, but others want to be shot So I give them both until they choke, but truthfully If half of them think that you dope, the others thinking you's a joke *Cough* lemme clear my throat, as I provoke you with these quotes I got a Grammy in my closet, but I'd trade it for the hope Of the people, cause these days evil If you ain't met Jesus you don't wanna see the sequel My people holla 1-1-6 They know we represent Something bigger than the dollars and the cents But it don't make sense! I rock with k**ers in dark tents Drinking liquor till they thinking and speaking in past tense And it's past tense, with pastors and past friends Who don't understand my action and some of my actions [Phora - Verse 3] Whaddup Rock the Bells? Phora, yours truly in the building It goes One for the money, two for the show, three for these dummies just in case they didn't know I'm from the West Coast, close to the street like a low rider Sitting on gold wires, underground like coal miners Never had a co-signer, never hold fire Offing myself is the only way I'd ever have a ghost writer So wired, over their heads like an apostrophe Common day thought's, it's that modern day philosophy Weak a** n***a, cheap a** n***a, you spoon fed I never had no free pa** n***a I don't rock no skinnies, gotta let my nuts breathe Labels like these ladies, bet they all just wanna f** me So it's just me, my pen, and my notepad I did this sh** with no gimmicks, n***a, no swag No image, no trans, my n***a no fads Strictly body casts like that's a wrap in their tote tag So fast, like they're, there's just no stopping in time I'm dropping knowledge, all my thoughts are divine Listen, my heart is as solid as Optimus Prime And my voice is almost as painful as Pac in his prime And the day I pa** away is when the stars would align And all the planets collide I see the light screaming, "God!" Save my life from the violence, I'm just fighting the odds Like a lion, yo, I fight for my pride That's my people, not my ego, like an eagle vision's as far as the skies 9-4 we rocking all the way live That's my people, not my ego, like an eagle vision's as far as the skies 9-4 we rocking all the way live Rock the bells, motherf**er! [Outro: Kel Mitchell] Ya'll make some noise for that TeamBackPack.net cypher! That's what I'm talking about, ya'll! Rock the Bells! I go by the name of Kel Mitchell--I AM Kel Mitchell, ya'll! That was crazy!