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Optimum Video (MV)




Performed By: IXP
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Daniel Fults




IXP - Optimum Lyrics




One In the chamber locking him Might even come as a shock to them
Throw in the towel don't come into battle
The level intensity optimum
Need you a gun then cope you one
Scared of the dark I'm having fun Creep in the window the middle the night
Shoulda been closing and locking them
Given you what I promised them
But all they doing is knocking him Doesn't matter the consequences Already too f*cking Hot for them
Long enough I've been hiding
The shadows have hidden you seeing the light from me
Not that it matters been setting up ladders
Scaffolding hoping you rise from me
Nobody wanted to talk to me
Alone o the mic an oddity
Instead I'm laying tile
Hand on the bible fulfilling a prophecy
No time to sit and point the finger
When I'm not bringing profit in Pressurize the trigger and except it as an offering
Already dragging the coffin in now I feeling like boxing him
No bullet slugs or weighted gloves I'm throwing a punch and dropping him
F*ck it don't care if you liking
Or pumping the shit that I be writing
Not letting you stick that knife in me
I'm making you bring the fight to me

Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up
Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up

Introducing him properly
The motherf*cking IXP
The godfather of poverty
Throwing and breaking your property
I'm showing a different side of me
Invest a lot of time in me
I'm tired of listen to all of these rappers
Who probably deserve lobotomis Struggling through the economy
Thinking you growing a bond with me
I don't mean to strike to a nerve I'd rather severe an artery
I'm not the type to follow after nobody
Don't follow me
No spreading lies and gossiping You f*cking with philosophy
No one to call when you taking the fall
You shouldn't have gotten jammed in
Acknowledge me now that crashing the internet
Hauling in all da bandwidth
Loving the music i'm making
And taking advantage of all i'm handed
Im keeping it nice and candid
Vocabulary has expanded
Once I was a diamond in rough and now they on to me
Follow on my journey its been tough like it outta be
The thought of me just working nine-five is just so retarded see
No opposition competition
I'm damn commodity

Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up
Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up

Ain't nobody backing or paying I'm making a living my notebook spiraling
The words and the music are coming together
When every cylinda firing
Never thought id be doing this
McDonalds wasn't hiring
Turned me into a lunatic
Soon you'll wanna get high with me
Instead of picking of fight with me
And making it into a rivalry
Try to use ya words it might just pay off being nice to me
The trouble i'm leaving behind
I'm coming to find is always haunting me
Skeletons lining the closet
I'm locking away that other side of me
Never accepted any rejection
Nothing effecting my lyrical weapons
What you expect with unusual methods
Animo domina teach them a lesson
Give me the reason to stay undefeated
Grown from a fetis to being meanest
Ridiculous feature that blowing the speaker
Finish my verse and im putting my feet up
Somebody rolling the weed up
Acting like nobody seen us Writing my name in annals of fame
And the game is being to heat up But still nobody could beat us
Tons of green in between us Throw down ya gun and ya put up ya hands
We aint reach an agreement

Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up
Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up
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One In the chamber locking him Might even come as a shock to them
Throw in the towel don't come into battle
The level intensity optimum
Need you a gun then cope you one
Scared of the dark I'm having fun Creep in the window the middle the night
Shoulda been closing and locking them
Given you what I promised them
But all they doing is knocking him Doesn't matter the consequences Already too f*cking Hot for them
Long enough I've been hiding
The shadows have hidden you seeing the light from me
Not that it matters been setting up ladders
Scaffolding hoping you rise from me
Nobody wanted to talk to me
Alone o the mic an oddity
Instead I'm laying tile
Hand on the bible fulfilling a prophecy
No time to sit and point the finger
When I'm not bringing profit in Pressurize the trigger and except it as an offering
Already dragging the coffin in now I feeling like boxing him
No bullet slugs or weighted gloves I'm throwing a punch and dropping him
F*ck it don't care if you liking
Or pumping the shit that I be writing
Not letting you stick that knife in me
I'm making you bring the fight to me

Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up
Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up

Introducing him properly
The motherf*cking IXP
The godfather of poverty
Throwing and breaking your property
I'm showing a different side of me
Invest a lot of time in me
I'm tired of listen to all of these rappers
Who probably deserve lobotomis Struggling through the economy
Thinking you growing a bond with me
I don't mean to strike to a nerve I'd rather severe an artery
I'm not the type to follow after nobody
Don't follow me
No spreading lies and gossiping You f*cking with philosophy
No one to call when you taking the fall
You shouldn't have gotten jammed in
Acknowledge me now that crashing the internet
Hauling in all da bandwidth
Loving the music i'm making
And taking advantage of all i'm handed
Im keeping it nice and candid
Vocabulary has expanded
Once I was a diamond in rough and now they on to me
Follow on my journey its been tough like it outta be
The thought of me just working nine-five is just so retarded see
No opposition competition
I'm damn commodity

Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up
Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up

Ain't nobody backing or paying I'm making a living my notebook spiraling
The words and the music are coming together
When every cylinda firing
Never thought id be doing this
McDonalds wasn't hiring
Turned me into a lunatic
Soon you'll wanna get high with me
Instead of picking of fight with me
And making it into a rivalry
Try to use ya words it might just pay off being nice to me
The trouble i'm leaving behind
I'm coming to find is always haunting me
Skeletons lining the closet
I'm locking away that other side of me
Never accepted any rejection
Nothing effecting my lyrical weapons
What you expect with unusual methods
Animo domina teach them a lesson
Give me the reason to stay undefeated
Grown from a fetis to being meanest
Ridiculous feature that blowing the speaker
Finish my verse and im putting my feet up
Somebody rolling the weed up
Acting like nobody seen us Writing my name in annals of fame
And the game is being to heat up But still nobody could beat us
Tons of green in between us Throw down ya gun and ya put up ya hands
We aint reach an agreement

Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up
Throw down knocked out
Stand your ground Man up
No knives guns down
Put your f*cking hands up
Not gone let it get to me
This level of intensity
I'm getting kind of fed up
Put your motherf*cking hands up
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Writer: Daniel Fults
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