Lyrics:

Feelin sorry for the runner up
I'm still awake writin rhymes when the sun is up 
I keep flowin hard n deeper than the anchor
like my records still bangin underground but homie under none
all star on top of the roster, first pick
never been a pussy in dis game guess m a virgin
you'll be starrin at the crystal ball bt the futures unseen
in to play rap game with joy but no joystick
and these rhymes aint no tricks
dats cos I write more than a fuckin reporter
n i see all u rappers sick with rhyme disorders
2012 seems far bt u aint far from over
man, step into the club n i get all the ladies still
fuck with me wrong n u gon need  more dan a medikit
sorry to tell u but we rap on different levels still
i'm killin shit n ur records are softer than taylor swift's
elevatin to the top while i see them stare on
me and my homies united no colors of benetton
better gone are those days when i was an under dog
but never under yall, i bring shocks like electron

King Leon

Donald Trump

Lyrics:

She's some hot shit from far and she saw me lookin over
She kept gettin better with every step she took closer
Preety from head to toe and I'm ready to approach her
She looked me deep into my eyes and I'm like "Do I know her?"
Girl I wanna know ya, show me things she doesnt show
I told her she's beautiful just in case she doesnt know
Girl, I'm just sayin with my love I can feed ya soul
And yeah I rap but if she want I can sing her song
And she can sing along, and then next thing you know 
We walkin together, holdin hands and standin toe on toe
And when she's home alone, she always ask me to come along
She got my songs and she got my pictures all over her phone
I'm fantasing about her ever since the moment I saw her
Girl you always in my dreams make a nigga wake up with boner
Like a nigga was on her, like a nigga just own her
Girl you got me love drunk now I never wanna be sober!

Trippin' (MoJo Verse)

Lyrics:

Verse

Sidefx, yeah we in this
Back to the game, sickest bitch, yeah you know what it is
Serving for the win, I'm just trynna win it fair 
With these niggers but they just dont understand!
I said you can't break me, cos I go hard
A born star, future All Star
Haters think they got my number like a call card
Tell em "I dont give a fuck", Pornstar!
Two sides of a story, shits optical
I'm killing and saving the game at the same time, like hospitals
Got whole lotta to lose, I got fear on my mind
Homie, Time will tell so I keep an ear on my watch

I can never change but
Fastrack to Rolex, I just hope my time does
I write when I'm high, you can call em fly verse 
I want the type of money, when I look second and buy first
Life's a bitch, i know another bitch cant save her
Got her on her knees, naah, she aint sayin no prayer
High on em beers, homie like I never care
I'll fuck up your life and I wont even pay her (huh)
Boy, feel that shit
Sez got the tape beats, and I got plans to kill that shit
Chuck Tailors and Echo Jeans, got them thinkin I'm from streets
Aint sellin' my music, cos best things in life are free, damn!

MoJo (ICEY KiD)