(Notebook Noise)
New beat from Asa on my 4 track phone app
Lonely Grave shit, separate from that drone rap
A known fact, Noise is rhyming off the map
Known for nookery, Noise has got that booby trap
Unruly slap, given to slick tricksters
Frontin’ Alchemist’s who think they got the mixtures
To record scriptures, un-potent potables
They’re nothing more than unknown fixtures
Headstones, with nothing more than buried bones
Hurried clones, sealed in their own headphones
Thinking kingly but shitting is their only thrones
Loose bowels, shitting is their only groans

(Johnny Cosmic and Saints On Deck)
It's about time
We make our way to the top (3xs)
I'm gonna shine whether you like it or not

(Notebook Noise)
I wrote the first verse 9 hours ago
I know you can’t notice no difference in the flow
Off the tongue, so scrumptious how it roll
No circumference, could invade or control
My rhymes encompass and attach to your soul
Form with function, when they’re on beat patrol
Keep these streets clean, keep this scene scene
Scene kids know just what I mean. Fiend
For any new new currently classic
The new fad that’s geographically Jurassic
You’re no classic, trying to make your plans stick
Atomic wedgie rhymes, your ass know elastic

(BTK)
Now we be the ones that you know for sho
You know the party don’t start till we walking through the door
We taking rip after rip, like you’ve never seen before
Ya boy be loving my style, your girl be screaming out for more

(Kash D)
I got my shades on, smoking till the days gone
Must be out ya mind, if you thinking that we aint on
Napalm in the booth we dropping h-bombs
Asa Phelps, Notebook, Saints on the same song

(BTK)
I take the mic like Kanye West
Right out of Taylor Swift’s hand while I stare at her breasts
I throw a wink and blow a kiss cuz I could give a shit less
Cuz I be rocking on the mic until my soul is put to rest

(Kash D)
And yes we the best rap superheroes
Your rhymes stink like ya breath from a gyro
Oh, you didn’t know? We the Mother Brain wild card
Yippie ky yay, motherfucker you know we die hard