Colin Pinard, NoBias, Proxy Selassie - MIKE & DENNIS Lyrics

Yeah see that's what I've been talking about,
When you get great individuals with great ideas
They can be years apart in age but
Can actually find themselves on the same page, you know
Multiply all their attributes to become one
Man, that's what I call, Mike & Dennis
That's okay
It's a new day
Far from making 2 grand on my two way
That's okay
Usually rappers charge it to my loose leaf
Bad babes mixing Dusse and OJ
Girl dancing on me
Got me dreamin bout the old days
Oh they love to rap
Tell 'em rap it up
And don't fake
If it's high stakes
Call NoBias if you want fade
That's okay
Yeah, that's okay
Yeah
I wonder what has become
Of the little man with the gun
Who's father couldn't condemn
When he tends to learn in the slums
His mother was always praying
God intercepted the drums
Smokes infected his lungs
He's higher than Nostrodom
Can't keep a hold of his funds
He's walking and wants to run
His mental is always scattered
Your ego is always flattered
He's confused by chatter
A recluse embedded
And I bet you that the ladder
Wouldn't even fucking matter
Little man with the gun, but it don't matter
Six, deuce, four, five make your brain splatter
Make your brain splatter
Make your brain splatter
Six, deuce, four, five make your brain
We literally the dream team when it come to both of us
Yo team been needing to hit the bowflex
Acting of instinct don't give a fuck about what's next
Why you could never come close to us
Yes bitch I take all this is as just contest
I ain't afraid of contact
You can see it clearly
We focused
I know too many bozos
I know too many birds
I know too many dodos
No fly zone over here
Guys all fly just need the promo
Codes to open up doors
Never got it for the low low
Want Sixteen wheels
That's four four doors
Superstar nigga
I love the photos
Little man with a drum
He must be loco
Little man with the gun, but it don't matter
Six, deuce, four, five make your brain splatter
Make your brain splatter
Make your brain splatter
Six, deuce, four, five make your brain

Yeah see that's what I've been talking about,
When you get great individuals with great ideas
They can be years apart in age but
Can actually find themselves on the same page, you know
Multiply all their attributes to become one
Man, that's what I call, Mike & Dennis
That's okay
It's a new day
Far from making 2 grand on my two way
That's okay
Usually rappers charge it to my loose leaf
Bad babes mixing Dusse and OJ
Girl dancing on me
Got me dreamin bout the old days
Oh they love to rap
Tell 'em rap it up
And don't fake
If it's high stakes
Call NoBias if you want fade
That's okay
Yeah, that's okay
Yeah
I wonder what has become
Of the little man with the gun
Who's father couldn't condemn
When he tends to learn in the slums
His mother was always praying
God intercepted the drums
Smokes infected his lungs
He's higher than Nostrodom
Can't keep a hold of his funds
He's walking and wants to run
His mental is always scattered
Your ego is always flattered
He's confused by chatter
A recluse embedded
And I bet you that the ladder
Wouldn't even fucking matter
Little man with the gun, but it don't matter
Six, deuce, four, five make your brain splatter
Make your brain splatter
Make your brain splatter
Six, deuce, four, five make your brain
We literally the dream team when it come to both of us
Yo team been needing to hit the bowflex
Acting of instinct don't give a fuck about what's next
Why you could never come close to us
Yes bitch I take all this is as just contest
I ain't afraid of contact
You can see it clearly
We focused
I know too many bozos
I know too many birds
I know too many dodos
No fly zone over here
Guys all fly just need the promo
Codes to open up doors
Never got it for the low low
Want Sixteen wheels
That's four four doors
Superstar nigga
I love the photos
Little man with a drum
He must be loco
Little man with the gun, but it don't matter
Six, deuce, four, five make your brain splatter
Make your brain splatter
Make your brain splatter
Six, deuce, four, five make your brain