Defari Pick A Number

Oh boy, so this what you been waitin for huh?

Well here he is



[Defari]

Im off the chain

Like runaway slaves with gauges

My life had to change, so I broke through the cages

Faced the nation, lyrics for you shitty critics

Bottle of whiskey, you stressed man Herut be sippin it

Open the gates, get it on dont hesitate

Stompin like King Kong nigga, from the Golden State

Holdin weight in the Pacific-10 Conference

You fuckin wit Defari man, you fuckin wit a monster

Big rhymes, big shows, big sponsors

So big, sometimes I think my name is Swanson

But its not, its O.G. Dwayne Johnson

With diamond cut rhymes that be costin when I floss em

I beat the papers and the blocks for new stocks

A blue faced watch, full of rocks and new socks

And new draws, Big Daddy like Lou ????

The style that I kick move shit like U-Haul

Im givin back what you lack, and thats that

These square niggaz wack, look at that, and thats that

Los Angeles, see a fake dude, dismantle him

Snatch him off his high horse of course de-saddle him

Why battle him? this nigga silly, geeky, garbage

Prankster and fool I drop a jewel of knowledge

Went to school through college, a ?????????? abolish

Defari, a cold guy with a style thats polished

Like Sepulveda and Venice car wash

The street star stop, blow a blunt

Games choppin, tall cans pop

I beat the streets and the blocks where birds flock

These pretty little bitches wanna jump and bump cocks

So four fingers up - make sure the twos cross (West Coast!)

The West Coast gotta make room for a new boss



Odds & Evens huh?

Defari, the new ablum huh?

Aye, give us some more, can ya?



[Defari]

Toss around your mind when I rhyme

Advance with killer lines, come and get it its dinner time

They hungry for more and more words that I spit

From ex-tended clip, with an AK-47 back kick

Back flip quick from multiple hits you bastard

Youve entered a world of a nigga who came to smash it

Ive had it up to here with you silly cats

Im twistin a Philly bat, and sportin a new L.A. fitted cap

A tall can, leave me alone with your small plans

Im holdin a family, you a small man little kid

You just a little big, I be wit official niggs

See basically you not built for this

See I be killin these streets

Like big trucks on 22s, and 21s, plenty rum the style that I use

Twenty tons, many guns - collapse your flimsy lungs

Flimsy tongue, yall relic niggaz done



Defari you somethin else baby

I cant wait to hear the rest

Odds & Evens baby..
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