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

Well here he is



[Defari]

I'm 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 don't 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 it's not, it's 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

I'm givin' back what you lack, and that's that

These square niggaz wack, look at that, and that's 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 that's polished

Like Sepulveda and Venice car wash

The street star stop, blow a blunt

Game's 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 two's 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 it's 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

You've entered a world of a nigga who came to smash it

I've had it up to here with you silly cats

I'm twistin' a Philly bat, and sportin' a new L.A. fitted cap

A tall can, leave me alone with your small plans

I'm 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 22's, and 21's, plenty rum the style that I use

Twenty tons, many guns - collapse your flimsy lungs

Flimsy tongue, y'all relic niggaz done



Defari you somethin' else baby

I can't wait to hear the rest

Odds & Evens baby..