Joey Z:
It's Joey Z A D J I N O
You probably misspell my name 'cause you are mighty slow
But those who know me say I'm ill and have the tightest flows
Gettin asked to collab to salvage tracks and rightly so
Yo, I know I'm anglo but it's just a little strange though
You're surprised I rhyme but then you're like "I'm not concerned with race, yo!"
I'm like the nerd's Canadian girlfriend, nobody can fuck with me
You want a Canadian boyfriend, lumberjack with a buff physique
Cut my skill in quarters I'm still doper than Porter,
Eli, we did it, y'all just a bunch of performers
You're actin like you're hard with your stupid and silly bars
I'm the type to fuck with your head, peep the lobotomy scars
I'll straight up body you tards, you know you're gonna see stars
When I leave you with trouble breathin like an infection of SARS
You're feelin a bit asthmatic so you're fixin to leave
'Cause TWP's the most hardest hitters in the league

Whoremoans:
I'm god's gift to whatever the fuck I touch
It's me VS the world, and they're callin it a crush
Unbeatable like a Royal Flush, Jordan in the clutch
Yea hand me the mic, I mean who else ya gonna trust?
The fact that the signal in the sky matches the one on my hat
Should let you know the beast is back, I don't run rap
But on a track I run laps around the pack
I drink kerosene and spit flamethrower attacks
Monster of the midwest, killer contagion with the sickness
Don't blink, you'll miss it, gifted like a spoiled kid's Christmas
Can't none of yall see me, you lack the vision
I'm the best around, that's a given
With a broken leg still scorin for no reason
Put the team on my back for the whole season
So bet on me, 'cause I swear that I'm feelin that this is gonna be the year I finally go undefeated

MC Makky:
Yo Makky put you on blast, because I'm beatin ya ass
Leavin you bloody on a puddle right in front of ya class
You're Glass Joe, react slow, get ya chin knocked in
Uppercut like Little Mac crackin bones like they're wheat thins
You can't contend, 'cause you're fuckin unfit
Abort, retry, fail, maybe cancel or quit
You rap shit, just whack spit, so you can wait and see
We'll leave you rolled and fuckin trolled, burnt to the first degree
Hittin like Darren Sharper I'll cut you up like a barber
Broken leg, wooden peg, think you're in need of a doctor
So get the fuck to the choppa, take 'em up on the medivac
'Cause 42 done came through and hit em with a safety attack
Whackness Patrol and Makky leave your fuckin speakers askew
Warpin reality to fit the crazy shit that we do
Bringin the thunder, whether I'm on the field or on the mic
Gotcha trippin over shit like you're Dick Van Dyke

D-Shocka:
Something really stupid