Artist: The Rodentz Album: The Rodentz Forever Song: Electro Magnetic Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: kung fu sample (Cno Evil)] You don't think, that he's a bit strange? Huh? What do you mean? He's a scholar, but he has no art And he's so keen to make friends with us He flatters us, says the right things (uh-huh) He's just too good to be true? What? (this how we do it, kid, check it, yo) [Cno Evil] Is you ready? Hold your mic steady, Fab Five Freddy I 'think differently', you can call me Dreddy I chopped this beat up, it's like Edward Scissorhands I'm here to take a stand, it's The Rappers On Demand Enterprising New Technical Zones My pen is chrome, I turn lyrics into poems Me and Mouse been doing this since yellow school buses Hip hop ain't dead but it sure is on it's crutches I'm moving up like Conan O'Brien Whoever said your songs is hot, is lying Why you even try? No tools, you can't build KFC fried rhymes, change it up and get grilled Guarantee hit, son, so just listen You can't get nowhere in rap by just dissing Or freestyling, you wilding, sit down and write Make yourself a banger, and just call it a night, alright? [Chorus: Inspectah Deck sample] If you wan't some, get some, this is it, son This one, make 'em feel the fraction Guaranteed hit, son, missed none Flip one, you better bring your big gun [Li-Mouse] Make 'em feel the friction, good finger licking You best watch where you point, and who you sticking You stay tripping, hoping my attacks start missing I'm flipping, like when your chick starts bitching The clock keeps on ticking, now your tripping Li-Mouse can't be held, once he starts spitting Now listen, to the wise words that be written Adolescent minds feels like I'm baby sitting Timberland boot fitting, kicking your ass Got 'em where we want 'em, now, we smash You to a bloody mess, none, no less I possess skills capable of blowing holes in the chest Evident we could fine to be the best Blah blah, I don't really give a damn about the rest I suggest, you don't contest measly pest Be impressed by what's addressed and digest, muthafucka [Chorus]