Props

[Verse 1: Rob-O] Bust it, pass me the microphone so I could get wicked Honey dip is dope I think I'm gonna stick it Just because I'm Rob-O short for Rob Odindo Sort of let my thoughts flow, picked up the pencil I can splash a paragraph backed with instrumental Must kick bust it plus I'm extra gentle Fluid on the flow tip, do it but I won't drip Or slip I knew that I would rip A simple mic test similar to God met I get 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 Saturday and Mecca D does his duty Tighten up the sides, keeping me a cutie for the G's, that Be clockin my timing now Niggas can't believe, yo Rob-O is rhymin now Props [Instrumental] [Verse 2: Rob-O] I wreck the microphone check, then bust the "Yes, yes y'all" All the party people guaranteed to be like having a ball Can't stall, my nigga figures seeing us Steppin equipped with the sickest shit the flexes feeing us Writing at my rest, I'm blessed, rewind the sample Sight and I possess mic test prepare to trample These weaker ones, since my style is universal Collect my funds in piles and kick a verse full of stamina I used to max and now I'm planning an attack to burn and get my wreck up in the Vernon See I'm ultimate, I focus my sights of where I'll hit Up in the Heights on some ol' school Mecca shit So I step fakin' the rep, I had a enougha Peace to the Gods to keep my shit ruffa And the others that be fakin' Brothers just be patient till my shit drops Props [Instrumental] [Verse 3: Rob-O] Now I usually do things kinda lackadaisically for my peoples Style's steep so none equals Keep yourselves tingling, mind in the mood for some mingling Thus expect to dig the scene Cause I'm very serious, like to do things without a fuss Not a talker, I guess it makes the girls sort of curious Back well strictly on the D.L Stay swell plus I give praise to the funk As it's laid down by the Soul Brother, Pete Rock Grap's older brother get swept Cause you can't step with no perspective, but Rob Odindo is selective With the hons, though I hold their hands, make plans to romance her Prefer to have the chance to stack another stanza In my style of hip-hop, I just can't stop Props [Instrumental]