Moody Lords

Where were you back then
When I was rapping in the attic
With these two masked men
Isolation and depression tryna move back in
But Ozee and Shane saved me
Man I knew that then
Then some news from the neighborhood
Had blew back in
Spizzy Spose got a deal, thats in 2-0-10
(2010) now the country's looking at us
Through a new old lens
I know the contradictions heavy
Bring a U-Haul in
Cause we was dope before you
And you walked in
And thought that you would give us
Kudos with that pseudo grin
Now my teams even colder than like Pluto is
But yo you said we couldn't do it
What did you know kid? Huh? Shhh
Take a second to a mourn
I gotta change my whole aura fore
I step in the storm
Cause I could do anything but
Baby never the norm
Get out of bed in the morn
And leave you dead or unborn
Because my sound waves left you
With your head all deformed
That's why when I perform
Your fucking helmet is worn
That's protection for you homie
I can tell that it's warm
Cause when I spit for like a
Minute I'm the devil with horns, ahhh
You don't really even want that
I flaunt that
And burn your whole face whenever
You get in contact
Bomb strapped in the center of the stage
I never meant to do it
But it happens everyday, okay

You know all that I know
Youve seen all that Ive seen
From the beginning weve been winning
Man thats just our team

But where were you at mang?
I drop my first album and then D-Day came
Step out my car
Raised the bar that CD: "Pdank"
Back when rap night was hosted by DJ Shade
Took guys by surprise "ooo hehe" play games
I was the only one driven so that became fame
And then fellas got jealous
And they became lame
And everybody switched their style
Up we ain’t change
I still rip rapper to pieces to
Push the product to purchase
And peace in priuses with positive persons
I give props to the pop filter
Stop you cannot kill a deity
We let you live in this
World that Gods built up man fuck your posse
We set the blueprint for you cats to copy
Tryna smash cats back on their ass
It’s hockey you’d need to cloned me in a
Celtics hat to stop me
See me counting money after kicking a flow
Even though Im brought up modest
Ive been given to boast
Lames think my names not forbidden to spoke
Every other rapper in maine need
A kick in the throat
Hold up gotta give respect to ghost
Cause he had turned me onto Sarah
Told me Sarah was dope
And the same with Shane
So when we’re saying Pdank
Even though we’re not close
I give ghost a toast
Man the competition and their
Writtens tryna connect
And theyre probably perplexed why ain't
Respond to the text
But I know they’re quitters gone
This winter or next
They’re probably bitter that their shit
Is not considered a threat
Pdank here forever
Like the rivers and streams
Born to reformed nightmares
Deliver the dreams we remain shining
Rhyming peep the shimmer and sheen
To fuck with my team
You’d need a time machine, you little bitch

Can I say that?