Yeah, thats the right there Im about to black out 100 bars On some professional So try this at home, yo, yo, yo, yo
My style of rhymin' is ancient like Aztecs an' Because I its all about timin' Me an' my freestyle alliance practicin' African Voodoo In front of 20 bonfires
skyward, calculatin' May 5, 2000, the nine planetsll be in The arrival of the in the cockpit Of a starship the size of the Hale comet
With Mercury ion An' a big ass 'Canibus comin' soon' on the side of it Im known geographically an' why I got extraterrestrials that wanna battle me
They tried kidnappin' me an' they wouldve snatched me If their craft didnt get trapped in the Earths Engines started to fail, into a farmers field An' really what caused 'Roswell'
Undercover workin' for Com 12 Disguised as a nigga, signed with a deal Lyrically Im off So all hail or get tossed towards Hell, whatever feel
Bruisin' niggas, niggas Like Chip Fu the Fu Schnickens Hit you with nuclear missiles Hear the wild growl Styles stockpiled for miles from the ground to the
Whack niggas wanna be down but its not Interrupt the cipher an' youll get punched in the mouth With the southern fist Ill your shit, swell your lip an' get the bubba shrimp
Back the tougher shit, what a You giant Goliath, niggas get shot with a sling Im an gone bad My brainwaves on an that Im stark ravin' mad
Your whole scientific staffll get in a nuclear blast When I throw the stashed in my hand liquids in the lab explode An' you get stabbed with all the flyin'
Trained to blow up commercial Trained in weapons class Just to see how long a nigga's last, I put him in a leather mask Spray his ass with a can of gas Then watch him grab his an' gag
Watch the nigga to death as I laugh You battle?, is the type of question you should never ask Nigga, a tougher task, see who the fuckll last Whoever losell get a solderin' up the ass
You need to recognize, my hand is quicker the eye Quicker than the 5 Jamiroquai drives A lifespan longer than 9 lives, rhymes that cant die A nigga with a divine
I dedicate this to the wise, dedicate it to Dividin' into 100 ten times You cant deny the offerin's an Flows that glow with Auroras the of light Water fly like a with the torque of a Porsche
Murder a million MCs, autograph all of their coffins Been it on since I been born an' Im a live long An' Im a be it on till Im gone Look at all the I been on, all the songs that I spit on
I took an oath to rip I get on A nigga like me have carpal tunnel syndromes In the wrist bones from grippin' this long Im just a small fish in a big
An' pissed off whenever I get picked on try to flip an' get flipped on My army march, a strong Like the Nation of Islam, with timbs on
hostile Fully armed troops dressed in frog suits an' night goggles A lyrical mob, shittin' on niggas Drawn to a hideous form with an' a mink on
Duckin' down low like Vietnam fightin' the Screamin', Incoming I see a bomb Speak to your leader, surrender your You need about a million more soldiers to even the
800,000 to even consider a war An' 200,000 more to even hard You better drop flag an' withdraw My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of metaphors
An' smash yall to the back of my horse An' drag yall across the asphalt 9 10 niggas is frauds
You know who you are always talkin' about your bitches an' cars Your jewelry an' your girls, its like we from two worlds You motherfuckers really get on my 'Cause Im beyond them, on some futuristic shit
I close my eyes when I freestyle, so I could what picture crossed in raise my arms like a sorcerer an' cast a fireball into the audience To barbecue your brain You feel youve been thrown in a microwave oven
I flame suckers an' hit em with some more shit The raw shit, my reinforcements, the Four Horsemen a big piece of chalk an' draw a line across the stage pulpit I dare a motherfucker to it
Ill call my man, Black Rob at two in the mornin' Tell him its important, tell him to call 3 way an' sing a Break your camcorders so you motherfuckers record it
Call the news, Ill your reporters Start a lawsuit, Ill your lawyers Fuck the soft shit an' fuck yall think My albums gold 'cause my was the bomb, shit
Yall niggas got your ass 'cause you asked for it Got your taken an' put in a tabloid 'Cause you a man an' you like to little boys You fuck 'em in the ass, then you em cash for it
some sick shit, homeboy A hundred ago, theyd have took you to see Sigmund Freud You fraudulent, feminine, as a feather is With an effortless blow, Ill your whole skeleton
You think youre better Canibus, wheres the evidence? You got below average an' poor penmanship You need to shut the fuck up your breath stink Take fifty an' purchase a pack of Peppermints
Battlin' me? You win You thought you was the only that could sneak a weapon in? Nigga, guess again, 'cause after Im finished wreckin' shit Im a drink a whole of Henney an' go fuck a lesbian