Artist: Median f/ Phonte Album: The Sender Song: Take a Chance Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com {sound of people talking in background until Median taps wine glass} [Intro: Median] Like to make a toast (Aight) To the gift of giving, the pleasure of pleasing and receiving, to the sender {*everyone agrees*} Step up, on your mark... [Median] ...set, go and I'm gone y'all to Kev Brown's +Low End Theory+ Sky highs are cloudy, slight chance of shower and buckle up, though at this speed with this power Nothing would survive in that instant I never understood the discipline, 'til I got a whiff of the turbulence, then I got a glimpse of the purpose No need to pen it, I murder it So independent, I co-defend Me and Phontigga, my confidant, run up in this gig like Columbine Only sparing kids and concubines, mazel tov Mooleys, nothing dyin on this duty It's the rap phenomenon yours truly, fuck moody Caliente, but bipolar flows keep me ice cap cold Lampin in the snow, S-80 Volvo baby Never mind the curse, the kid Kanye speakers is safe full of features, the {?} be me the presentation The babes chasin for the king with the queen still I swing Open communication, the gates cheatin Undefine 'em, raise three vaginas from fetuses to Sasha/Malia ish ("Another classic JOINT!") Baby, BAY-BAY~! [Phonte] Yo Median, let me take it from here, my nigga New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo Aiyyo, they say +Murder He Wrote+ this Goin off like Hiroshima spittin fe-rocious And it's only a gamble if oyu don't know what you bettin on Phontigga always de-liver like cirrhosis What I fear most is, these Carl Thomas niggaz gettin +Emotion-al+, with the mere notion On some divide and conquer shit, it leaves a mere quotient Keep a ear to the streets and what I hear most is "'Authenticity' dawg, you put a hurtin on it 'Connected', 'Leave It All Behind', you put a hurtin on it But what's the deal with you and 9th on the solo?" I say, "We was homeboys befo' rap, nigga we workin on it" But right now, we gotsta bring my mans back My J-League brethern, true pio-nee-r Got a master plan that I just can't di-vulge But listenin to y'all records, I reckon it won't be hard Kev Brown got the shit bangin like a TR -- 808 Say my grace then be off Cause y'all go dumb, I go full retard Run that, this is the come back, BEEYOTCH~!! [Outro: Median] To my J-League crew, that's wassup To the whole Low Budget, that's wassup To my pops and my mother, that's wassup To my blood five brothers, that's wassup To my lady ?Ish Beezy?, that's wassup To my nigga D. Doug, nigga that's wassup Ah Mya Karma and Eden, baby that's wassup And you know we don't STOP! "You like to take a chance, are you ready?" "Yes, I'm ready"