Cvees (ft. Ike P, Swave Sevah, and Probe DMS) - “Odyssey”
[Emcee(s): Ike P, Swave Sevah, and Probe DMS]
[Producer(s): Probe DMS]
[Verse 1: Ike P]
Where’s rap going? Look where it’s been
Look where it’s at: wild motherfuckers are wack
Sounding so sorry. Niggas beef, they’ll want to say sorry
Get on the airwaves then, right away, they’ll bring up their mommies
Suckers. If the situation gets too grim
Or critical, then you should become a spiritual brother
Get your Sunday Mass shown with the Supper if you ain’t built for
The ruckus, you heard? Claiming hood then move to the suburbs
As a form of escape, you want to relocate
Just ‘cause your skate, doesn’t necessarily mean you are safe
Once in my eyesight, you’re in harm’s way. Jovan’s days
Are fucked up and numbered, full of haze of the gray
Stressing bullshit. Plus I do this musical thing
It’s a beautiful thing, but now cash rules in this game
And that’s the shit that we plan to acquire. This clan is for hire
Breed disasterous dragons unleashing a rain of fire
What?
[Hook: Ike P]
Yo, we came a long way. Now we want a piece of
The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for
The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly
Things that you may encounter while you’re on your odyssey
We came a long way. Now we want a piece of
The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for
The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly
Things that you may encounter while you’re on your odyssey
[Verse 2: Swave Sevah]
Yo, we got to be
The hottest team ever to embrace the mic
Cvee a group of three: Probe, Swave, and Ike
Got these wack niggas so afraid to write. And even if
We offered to write it for ‘em, they won’t say it right
Got the nerve to claim they’re nice. Truthfully, these dissed niggas
Is trying to use hip hop to change their life
But y’all can’t fuck with me. And I’m not being conceited
Or confident—that’s plain-old common sense
As soon as you set up camp, I’ma bomb your tents
Do my little victory dance and spark the hemp
You could learn something from us—it’s better you listen
To a squad with more bars than federal prisons
‘Cause, according to this industry, you got to go hard
And bogart in order to hit the streets
And I’m at my prime. I’m not being modest
In my rhymes, for my gift has reached its peak
[Hook: Ike P] (x2)
Yo, we came a long way. Now we want a piece of
The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for
The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly
Things that you may encounter while you’re on your odyssey
We came a long way. Now we want a piece of
The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for
The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly
Things that you may...
[Verse 3: Probe DMS]
Yo, yo, when the Cvees CD’s
Finished, I’ma be standing on 2 Fifth, pushing
It hard in your face like [?]
I wouldn’t even care about the character of customer
He could be the shadiest—as long as niggas pay me quick
This shit’ll be straight. I’ll sell five thousand on
Foot out the gate without leaving the state
Nine thousand on the repress, keeping it fresh, then drop
Next shit hip hop, the best-kept secret
The fresh death sequence could flow ‘til guests peep it
The best-dressed frequently—classic Lo keeping me
Dicks, you recently came to go pro
But how you claiming that when your flows are only decent?
We gon’ win the lottery ‘cause I’m a
Prodigy and it’s obvious my crew’s a big part of me
Still on this odyssey, destined to win
Going rough right into my fortune like, “Damn, come on”
[Hook: Ike P]
Yo, we came a long way. Now we want a piece of
The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for
The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly
Things that you may encounter while you’re on your odyssey
We came a long way. Now we want a piece of
The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for
The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly
Things that you may encounter while you’re on your odyssey
