Props

[Rob-O]

Bust it, pass me the microphone so I could get wricked

honey dip it's dope I think I'm goning stick it

Just because I'm Rob-O short for Rob Odindo

Sort of let my thoughts flow pick up a pencil

I can slash paragragh back with instrumental

Must kick bust ditz plus I'm extra gentle

Fluild on the flow tip, do it but I won't drip or slip I knew that I would rip

Simple mic test similar to God met I give my props and plus Papa Don't Take No Mess I meant stress

But I'm a cool individual. Sit back max and let me keep my schedule

Saturdays and Mecca D. does his duty

Tighten up the sides, keeping me a cutie for the Jeez, Dat, the clock and my timing now

Niggaz can't believe, yo Rob-O is rhymin now Props

I wrec the microphone check, and bust the "Yes, yes y'all,

All the party people gurantee to be like having a ball" can stall, my nigga figures seeing us

Steppin equipped the shit ( ? ) flex they fenning us

Writing at my best my bless my whinin sample

Sighten process my test ( ? ) crampled

These weaker ones, cause my style is univesral

Collect my funds and plies can kick a verse from the stamina.

I used to max and now I'm planning and attack the burn and get my wrec up in the Vernon

See I'm ultimate, focus my sights of where I'll hit

Up in the hieghts on some Ol' School Mecca shit

So I step fakin' the rep, I had a euffa

Peace to the Gods to keep my shit ruffa

And the others that be fakin', brothers just be paitent til' my shit drops...Props

Now I usaully do things kinda lack of days and glee for my peoples styles steeps so unequal

Keep yourselves tingling, mind in the mood for some mingling thus respect to keep singling

Cause I'm very serious, like to do things without a fuss not a talker, just to make the girls sort a curious