Reks - Final Four lyrics

Feat. Danja Mowf, Pacewon, Shabaam Sahdeeq, Esoteric Lonnie B, Young Z, J-Live Esoteric, representin' in my home territory Boston, rock the house [Reks] Enter my tea party, mind ya manners My fingertips flip more alphabets than Vanna Raisin' the banner, count em' sixteen, it seems y'all MCs forget We got to have it but we can't have it yet After the Reks number seventeen Follow, I swallow and spit bobbles Like the hollow tips, shatter ya dreams a ma** lotto Northern border slaughter runnin' up B-O-S-T-O in the state to blow the whole planet when we flow Skydivin' off the Prudential like I'm demented Cause I chill with all these drunk MCs who schizophrenic Reks and Eso mix like Terry Glenn and Bledsoe Pa** complete, E how the rest go [Esoteric] Yo, we breakin' necks of these space cadets Makin' threats, J and Reks make checks and star-laced ca**ettes My rap style whoops MCs like a crack vile You s** vibe, like whitey duck five Up inside march the ma**, rap and talkin' trash Cats in body caskets Don't have to ask when it come to rippin' Just chill, I fit the bill Fit the sk** from that abandoned hil