I know it gets no than this I'm on my Detroit, New Jersey, Los Angeles shit I have a crowds pumping their fist Feeling like it we was kids I'd have Proof and J.Dilla both in this bitch You let the weed smoke flow your chest And thank God that hip hop And now back with a But you'se like Winfrey with a thousand stedmans Break you open like a graving, up the dead mens Blessed making a living, my show's an Having lots of in attendance Listening to this murdereous creature infecting all itself Just with my assistance Please don't try this at Drums sounding like Hannibal's marching on their way to conquering Rome And the patriots saying in vain giving a fuck a hater think Wiping your ass like Gaye's dad when he was cross-dressing drank Leaving a residue with death and destruction in this the wings of Pegasus Restlessness from the of a trusted mother's gentleness Cash (?) stash it in Burt Reynold's shit Monsterous, no Collabing with the ghost of I've killed that death hasn't been fast enough to yet Throwing pictures at moving cars like man It's all fun and games until it's Chino planet I'll push a baby to the desert and watch her lungs like radioation that's leaking from Japan Paying for my karmic Christians in the Colosseum singing while lions tearing them to shreds It's than Pittsburgh, the spics disturbed The women whisper, it's Mr.Disappearing your sister Prepare to be in the air Gabriel's horns blows But Malakai ain't got nothing on the evil under cornrolls Your cars spinning chrome, not a significant gold I'm guiding the flesh with flows like the chose Your frailed (?) nose finished and explosed Get exposed sitting on a Venice of skinning scolds Chino is back, and the illest situation It's like the second of Christ, and every Latino celebrating carrying them cyanide capsuls Recolada, I'm beating that ink your tattoos The bonafide Hesus, divine Got a for hip-hop that could never be lost Even if it ignores me like the media ignored and Armenian holocaust