Evol MC:

I need a crank so I can pedal out my lazy brain and trust is but a word that still means fuck all when I'm in the drain, and whats the point, to slave yourself and chase a coin I'd rather keep myself in debt and be that really silly boy, there's no joy floating through the depths it's just decoys waiting on the perfect opportunity to deploy, multiple voices that lead me from my choices and I got a second of my time for rejoicing, I can't lie either man I shoulda took the test (pfffft) stuck in this dump is definitely where I best fit, people are two faced and seem to persist, but they're not really meaning what they're saying for shit, so I say fuck ye's all, these words are my thoughts, the way I show my feelings when I say I'm happy but I'm really not, and twisted visions flood my eye sight in daylight, everything you've told me in the past I would say's shite

Danny Droppit

I grab the mic and fight you with it
Style is samurairaglyphics
Ram the hype right down yer gillet then
Drive it back don’t mind the divots
If ye need a hole in one I’ll give it
Eyes closed I still won’t miss it
Wine flowin head rollin
Bed moanin and I’ll still shiv it
Pop shuv it 360 degree
feeble across a tree
Free fall down a v then
Landin on my feet but break my knees
I put the flora on yer gee
Clear it up with a gram of g
Like off the psilocybin
Come back and give ye HIV
Ned Stark here more than I’ll see until momentum starts
Barkin on arcaic rhythms
Get perceptions blown apart
This is my art flingin
Sharpened heat seekin darts
Darken the beats and see me eatin sharks
Serve them like a la carte
Don’t act like you got a plan I’ve got a million kilograms of pressure in my left hand see me throwing tantrums like a wake jam yop check yer face sham get in the Van
Hang you off the bridge like Vanne damme or Bam McCann

Jay Suttin

Once upon an overused clichéd turn of phrase
I won the turner prize for getting off my face
Crazed young man glint a mako in his eye
Kept his finger on the trigger since Colecovision died
That's me straight up balls out no fronts
more drugs yes please sniff it up n dunk cups
N Fuck cops naw but really fuck cops
Get your trotters out my pocket little piggy get gone
Part 2 new drop TYL
Press play kick back hear that smell
Feel the norfkoast blast on your face n chest
N seaz is up next he makes a helluva mess
Clean up in aisle 1, 2468
smoother than a silk slip you men are more like grip tape
Flip sake little piss take mistake cursed from his first day
I Burn em on my first take