The Doppelgangaz - Oddly Sour lyrics

[Verse 1: Matter Ov Fact] No substance known, could phase these vet's minds Get booed off the stage And tell the crowd, "maybe next time" Insanely fresh rhyme With a Lord Finesse attitude But still used to half a** applause With less gratitude The average views? The track was oddly sour Or the best thing since Gold Bond medicated body powder A shroud of what a sorry coward fears Hear it any louder You might catch a bad case of cauliflower ear It's like no power steer fluid A turn for the worst Rappers getting hexed Like discovering an urn with a curse And replaced with tears from their saddened lover With bad luck, like you gracing this year's Madden cover A habit of a- being astute course Factoid grab the mic and bust off with brute force To my cohorts, leave the Bronx heading due north And cross the Tappan Zee And you might run into two fourths- Of the Gang Yo, the other two grown mans Nomad, mic scavengers with no homeland The duo known to crash venues of fake crews And just steal the show Like we were Elwood and Jake Blues (Make moves) [Verse 2: EP] Might be the only rapper crying after s** Cause I be lying if I stressed That I be grinding past a sec Maybe a second and a half My weapon jetting fast Wetting crevice in your a** Tears are stupid Jeers took in to do this Fears booking the new sh** "Here's looking at you, kid" Years put in to boost it A melancholy two manner Wool slanter Seven onlay tooth planter Loose banter Kevin Ollie to Bruce Banner Uncouth manners Getting jolly with goose dander Caboose rammer In pesticide metropolis Philosophic, iller prophet with the h*monyms My team of specializing operatives Fine dine pasta dish Non-cooperative, k**ing hostages Pouring wine down my esophagus Trying to hitch down my spine You imposter, b**h!