Hot collab that will be on the "Ur Royal Freshness Mixtape".

MseeMercury;

Hustlas',bustahs', what's the difference?
Put the two together; they just don't make sense
I "Kobe" it out like a Laker
I'm showin yah girl love, like Anita Baker
Only set you throwin' up is what you're pukin'
You'll need a body guard, like Whitney Houston.
It's a take over trust me it's nuffin'
Y'all poker cats y'all bluffin
Y'all rappers are just okie-dokie
Hit 'em one time, leave 'em hokie-pokie
Hey yo Merc, leave it low-key
'cause you come with more lines than piano keys
I come specific, yes I be terrific
Make the place look like the Atlanta Olympics
Swim quick, they yellin' "get out of here!"
But, I'm like white boy clothes -'cause I got 'No fear"
And i shed no tears Sherlock
And yah girl left you, 'casue she wants more cock
Ok, Doc - tell em I'm crazy
I fathered and mothered the game, with the musical babies!

Naysly;

I'm the hottest thing since the Blue Ray Disc,
Hip-Hop Modern tip, that new age spit.

This rap is mine, lets see you take back this,
Step outta line, you gonna take that clip.

They're like, "damn.. he makes rap sound slick,
"When his mixtape drops, can I cop that shit?"

I'm like, yeah.. they know I got that gift,
Any beat that I'm on.. I straight rock that shit.

it's like Woah, you better clock this shit,
eight bars and running and yet not one skip.

I bet I got 'em wonderin', can they stop this kid,
but the flow is so hot it might pop yo wig.

Bet I pull his numba and put the glock to his head,
give his chick a heart attack and watch the bitch drop dead

Then I pull em under, my eyes blood shot red..
no rest, no sleep.. i'll stop when I'm dead..

Enjoy