Lecrae, Dizzy Wright, Phora, Team Backpack - Team Backpack Freestyle lyrics

I go by the name of Kel Mitchell!
And this is TeamBackPack! Let's go!

Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy shit
Nigga get -whoever they'll sign me
With is getting lit niggas take a risk
I made the list and now I rock the bells
You can't even rock a show than
Fuck niggas 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 niggas
Straight gassing on these niggas till I
Surpass all the trash in the first class
See, I'm fast with the first pass
Smoking bags of the first class, duh
Fucking dirt bag
Cold enough to bring the shirt back
Looking at all these producers like
"where the fuck the work at?"
Niggas feel me
But they don't hear me like I hear me
Clearly niggas 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 nigga
Had to burp it out
Get on tracks and murk it out
"that nigga so versatile!"
Nigga 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

Dope what's happening?
Lecrae uh, old school
You ready? Ey look, dollars, 7 digit's
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 killers 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

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 ass nigga, cheap ass nigga
You spoon fed I never had no free pass nigga
I don't rock no skinnies
Gotta let my nuts breathe
Labels like these ladies
Bet they all just wanna fuck me
So it's just me, my pen, and my notepad
I did this shit with no gimmicks, nigga
No swag no image, no trans, my nigga 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 pass 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, motherfucker!

Ya'll make some noise for
That TeamBackPacknet 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!