[[Intro: DJ Suss One]
Oh we gonna take it back like that
Haha, leggo
DJ Suss One, the feature present baby D-Pryde
Beats crazy, I don't even know what this is called
Mars, Mars, Mars!

[Verse 1: D-Pryde]
The broke wonder, I ain't rapping about all the pesos
Rhymin' skills, kinda chill like a couch potato
I'm the noodles to your pasta if you all about Alfredo
I tell them do it if you want, but follow if Simon say so
And I'm the Simon of the game, baby follow me
These rappers trying ball out, no shopping spree
I ain't your property, this game ain't no Monopoly
I'm your highness, so you better get that on your knees (damn!)
The rap Napoleon, blowin' like a dynamite
A little cool, part sick, I guess I'm kinda tight
I left the game, came back and now I'm rhyming right
I'm like Peter Parker, after a spider bite
Climbing walls, swinging webs to all my enemies
Spicing up a record, I be blessing up a recipe
About to rock & roll like John Lennon sitting next to me
I'm yellow like mustard, ketchup, you better relish me

[Hook]
(DJ Suss One scratches)

[Verse 2]
I was told to take my lyrics and just dumb them down
I really write the verses faster than a hundred rounds
I'm like the monster under your hood, coming from underground
Dont worry girl I see you baby, ultrasound
The new gun in town, never let the gun bust
You can get your gun, bucks, I'mma bring my nunchucks
Jackie Chan of the game, you ain't tougher than this sucker
One verse I'mma have them really rushing hours like Chris, Tucker
Looking weirder than your average rapper
Justin Bieber looking hair, with some glasses added
Little superstar swag going platinum, bastard
Put the charge to the game, I'm rap's adapter
Your girl loves my swag, you can gladly ask her
And shes logged to my type, you can grab the password
I ain't the type of dude to really act too big
But I taught these wack actors how to blast a crack verse

[Hook]
(DJ Suss One scratches)

[Verse 3]
Check it (yeah!)
I'mma a beast all you wizards should be summoning
I got them trippin' like I threw a foot in front of them
A rap covenant, go tell your mom and them (tell your mom!)
I'm scoring faster in here, balling above the rim (swish!)
The bass treble, we ain't on the same level
My buzz is just about as big as the chin on Jay Leno (haha)
You be causing your female stress, feeling me, don't blame it on the P.M.S (yeah!)
A rap pastor, I'm bashing these wack bastards
I'm backing, playing Havoc while slapping your ass backwards
Me fail, is never going to prevail
You're better of thinking you can keep your female
I'm kinda threatening but she be text messaging
I think shes filled with estrogen because I'm acting fresher than
You
It's really evident my fame's growing
It's little D (scratch) Prizzy, know the name homie!
[Hook]
(DJ Suss One scratches)

[Outro: DJ-Suss One]
Thats right baby, DJ Suss One!
D-Pryde, Mars!
Shout to Baby J, shout to P-Sean
And all ya'll internet bloggers stop hating on D-Pryde
I don't care what type of glasses he wears
He's nicer than you, he's nicer than you, he's nicer than you!
Haha! Oh by the way thats my cocky laugh (hahaha, bye)