Moskilla - Letter to Dad

[Verse 55: Tony Touch]
And me, one of the illest MC's
Tone Touch, hold up, still blowin' trees
But never gettin' too blunted
Spittin' on this beat with another two hundred (Let's go!)
An OG but I just begun, trust me, son
You know that I bust me gun with a smile on my face
So it must be fun, Tape Kingz
Yo, you know where the fuck we from

[Verse 56: Vado]
Ayo, peep this, Kay on some G shit
How many more of these I gotta heat quick?
This nigga speechless
You know I'm far from a regular competitor
The Heckler, I lift and let it ring it like a cellular
.44, the mag, these Rollies likе "Call the cab"
Move the watеr fast, your order I order last
Fuck a autograph, I had the Porsches, 6's, 7's, 8's
Like, dawg, that's my autograph

[Verse 57: Grand Puba]
What's the science? Why you mad?
I pick honey's like a scab
As I dip and dab like Kyrie and duck a jab
I'm not your average rapper, finger snapper, then I zap her
Go to college, join a fraternity, 'cause you a capper
The idol maker, the real McCoy, give me that bag
You know the 411, 8-2-11, my swag
I'm bonafide, certified, a different texture
Keepin' 12 toes down, I was born with two extra

[Verse 58: Axel Leon]
I got fire like that fox by Mozilla
The devil tryna spar but I got us 'cause God with us
Nigga, you a dolphin in the water with shark killas
I'm iller, they put me to fight gorillas like Godzilla
I rob niggas actin' like they hard and the heart
Bigger, bigger, they are harder, I'm a hog spitter
My horror spitter, pulse checkin' niggas for heart rhythm
My opps in the dark and I'll throw you in the dark with 'em
I'm heartless

[Verse 59: Smooth Da Hustler]
OK, Kay say "OK, slay, player"
Cool, for BK, I AK naysayers
Front stage, shut haters up, front pager
Offstage, I'm the backstage upstager
Track killa, money train conductor
Ex-crack dealer before I became the hustler
Weight gate keeper, the Gillette blade to face leaker
Big game shake peacer, take a piece, huh

[Verse 60: Trigga Tha Gambler]
Fuck your power, I devour the stage
Every hour's a dolla, holla, come owls out of the cage
They told me to stick to the script, nah, I'm off this page
You said you nice with the pen, pull that, that's a grenade
11:59, Trigg'll have you smoked on your birthday
One minute before your next age
Yeah, I'm nice with the nine, open the spine, 12 gauge
Duck down, buck shots, split his body in 12 ways

[Verse 61: Slim Dyme]
Bars like I'm headed for D-Row
On the track, murder that she wrote
Zodiac and cancer killin' bitches like chemo
Couple hitters with me still bringin' they heat though
Freaky little bitty, I'ma spit on that D, hoe
Sign myself, I ain't ownin' no labels
Head of the table, move swift, Taylor, my labels
Got a nigga wanna eat me, tell him save 'em for later
I'm hot like volcanoes

[Verse 62: Big Daddy Kane]
Fuck it, this Kane's song, itemize it please
Featuring a hundred and ninety nine MC's
The God first, Allah nursed this hard verse
It's lyrical artwork, colorful as Starburst
I know a lot of y'all tend to forget
That you can close the curtain, it's the end of your set
Understand when you offendin' a vet
Oh, I'm clearly addressing like vinaigrette

[Verse 63: Shyheim]
I bring the drama like Kay Slay or a play at the theater
Since junior high school cafeteria, I tear it up
'Causin' mass hysteria, things is gettin' wearier
Kids is being Shyheim, it's Halloween, I'm scarier
Than Jason and Chucky, bend your little ass knife
Niggas know they gotta buck me like dolla dolla bill, y'all
The Big God live a life they make films of
Still children are the corn, even though L gone