[Optimystic LMZ]
I just gotta say "Christopher Michael"
What is it? "Christopher Magic Jackson"
Hahahahahahaha

[Christopher Michael Jensen]
We're in the studio, big posse cut

[eLoda]
eLoda, Optimystic, C.M.J., Nickle Nelly

[Nickle Nelly]
It's the whole squad

[Christopher Michael Jensen]
Comin' at you live

[Christopher Michael Jensen]
Go in, just start layin' raps and
Maybe I'm crazy, a stark ravin' madman
You know, somethin' like Mark David Chapman
'Cause I'm lookin' at the stars, aimin' at them
Huh, but no .38 caliber
Tryin' to write a classic like J.D. Salinger
But our days are numbered like a calendar
Need to blow up like the Space Shuttle Challenger
Since a little fan, driven like a minivan
But peeps been sleepin' like they're eatin' tryptophan
And I ain't settlin' for table scraps
Gotta go for gold like a Kurt Angle match
Speakin' from the soul like Posdnuos
Comin' with more rhymes than Dr. Seuss
I'm cold with the flow like Link with the Ice Rod
Smooth like butter, motherfucker, word to Phife Dawg

[Christopher Michael Jensen]
Testing, test, one, two, three
Get up on the mic like drop that beat
Came to rock a rhyme, really ready to roll
I'm on stage all night, alright, let's go, like
Testing, test, one, two, three
Get up on the mic like drop that beat
Came to rock a rhyme, really ready to roll
I'm on stage all night, alright, let's go, right

[Nickle Nelly]
We achoo like a sneeze, catchin' a breeze
As we're rappin' with ease, after showin' up late fashionably
My style is to wear my heart on my sleeve
So when I'm armed with beats, I go so hard it's hard to believe
Everybody come and see the main attractions
Trained assassins on the mic, settin' off these crazy chain reactions
What'll happen next? Nobody knows
Combination more volatile than mixin' bakin' powder with Coke
I've now awoke, I'm havin' a revival
Learnin' to cope, it's a matter of survival
Hand me that apple, I'm Adam in the Bible
Highest level of communication, Amy Adams in Arrival
I've had enough of this libel, we champions with titles
Compared to us they're advanced as middle school band recitals
What's the cost of an original thought? A nickel
My battleship rolls on as I keep on launchin' missiles

[Christopher Michael Jensen]
Testing, test, one, two, three
Get up on the mic like drop that beat
Came to rock a rhyme, really ready to roll
I'm on stage all night, alright, let's go, like
Testing, test, one, two, three
Get up on the mic like drop that beat
Came to rock a rhyme, really ready to roll
I'm on stage all night, alright, let's go, right

[Optimystic LMZ]
I'm a braless Black Panther, gnarly as Charlie Manson
But don't harbor any anger, I'm in horror movie danger
My girl hollers my horoscope, I'm scopin' it, all angles
Woke by my own angels, I spoke to God through strangers
Gave birth in a manger to an earth that's often strangled
I'm strayin' farther, fading memories of my father
Faith is fraying, daughter asking me to be there more often
The waiting coffin is callin' me from the seat of my office
I make a beat, it's my offspring, nothing more sacred than offerings
And I can't fake it, the fame tainted my favorite of authors
I paint the walls of Valhalla, the Sistine Chapel, and halls of
The high schools I thought were so awful
We were some organized freaks, living free, Abbie Hoffman
Oughtta be proud of the ground that we took from the goblins
I sip blood of my enemies mixed with whiskey in goblets
Born to spread peace, we bred steeze, our bread keeps
Hoarding, we get deep, good for you like the best sleep
No acting, no Meryl Streep, but we terrorize Merrill Lynch
Gettin' green like the Grinch, don't skimp, and say fuck a snitch
Fuck a simp, I won't be a sim, I'm a pimp and I pop like zits, give a shit 'bout your politics

[Christopher Michael Jensen]
Testing, test, one, two, three
Get up on the mic like drop that beat
Came to rock a rhyme, really ready to roll
I'm on stage all night, alright, let's go, like
Testing, test, one, two, three
Get up on the mic like drop that beat
Came to rock a rhyme, really ready to roll
I'm on stage all night, alright, let's go, right

[eLoda]
I get kind o' fiendish when the mic is gone
Like a meth-head with a PIB pipe and all the rocks and lighters gone
I'm a fighter born for chaos and pure destruction
So maybe that's why I sit here wonderin' where all the love went
Troubles and ups and downs, cycles got me so upset
Got me boardin' jets to warmer zones to get me out o' this
Southbound, feelin' crazy, coolin' with a cold brew
Starin' at me sideways, bitch, I don't even know you
These emcees servin' parmesan and drywall in plastic bags
We servin' up four-dimensional Ragnarok through laser tag
Let's all get paid, everybody gets a bag
And in my perfect rap world everybody gots beats that bangs
I'm a nice guy, Minnesota type o' way
The kind that smiles when I'm really thinkin' "fuck you anyway"
But that's only for the punks and posers, 'cause we really do this
Turn up your background vocals and we'll keep on stayin' ruthless

[Christopher Michael Jensen]
Testing, test, one, two, three
Get up on the mic like drop that beat
Came to rock a rhyme, really ready to roll
I'm on stage all night, alright, let's go, like
Testing, test, one, two, three
Get up on the mic like drop that beat
Came to rock a rhyme, really ready to roll
I'm on stage all night, alright, let's go, right

[Nickle Nelly]
Test, test, test, one, two
One, two, three
C.M.J, the whole crew
One, two, one, two
We achoo
Huh, heh, choo, whoooo
Achoo, I mean ahaa, doo
Test, one, two, three

[Christopher Michael Jensen]
Ahhh hahahahahahaha ahhhh

[Nickle Nelly]
I think we got some usable, I think we got some usable, uh, quality, haha

[Christopher Michael Jensen]
Uh, keep that, I'm gonna use that one