Mo Bounce

[Verse 1: Shawn Frank] Now let me kick it on a good foot the throwback flavor Class is in session in fact it's a sick rap major A little bit throwback, a toe tapper, you know that I flow that old soul rap, a dealer that never sold crack I drop a dime, bag of rhymes and lines that live forever "The Iceberg" , a native to 40 below weather So when flow I drop the temp a simple give and go And when I spit, my saliva turns to snow Abominable Flowman, I penetrate the block like coke can Provoke fans come in the motherfucker like Conan Its the rapping matter solo as the batter swing and chatter halts And watch the rappers adam's apple splatter This is Chiraq nigga, decapitate the track I'm back nigga, what you gonna do with that Fuck flack nigga, H.M. in all black Even when the game changes, Shawn Frank adapts, fall back [Hook] This is for my homie's in the Naptown (Naptown) This is for my homie's in the Chi (Chi) This is for my homie's in the O-Town (O-Town) This is for my homie's in the sky [Verse 2: Jovan] You know we bout to rock the culture Bring it back with a lyrical attack Emcee's watch your back, with our styles fresh to def With that west coast feel but we from the Midwest Don't play dumb if you really know what I mean Just admit that my rhymes are the reasons why you fein Gonna step in the scene with some tricks up my sleeve Think outside of the box if you want to live this dream You know I didn't grow up in the hood and smoking the wood Disciplining my sanity just to make me happy Stayed in my lane, never, crossing to trap But I struggled, and this is why I really write raps So no tripping, no flipping, no flopping, we don't stop Cause this is our life since we found it: it's hip hop So put your hands up in the air And wave em like you just don't care (come on) [Hook] [Verse 3: Greg Owens] Coming straight from the O-H-I-O Bringing that sound all the way to Chicago Taking the old blending it with the newness It's the young phenomenon and I am ruthless So don't you confuse this It's G.O., lets get ready to rumble Come through the paint, I block shots like Mutumbo Haters like paper I just ball it up and crumble My territory, I'm the king of the jungle I go hard in the booth People look at me and say dog he the truth And as for me, I'm representing for the youth I am the man, I hope you understand That I got a plan to go down and history Knock these haters off and leave them in their misery A new chapter in the book has begun And when it's said and done, I will be number one (one) [Hook] [Outro] More Bounce, To the Ounce