I know it no better than this I'm on my Detroit, New Jersey, Los Angeles shit I a whole crowds pumping their fist Feeling like it we was kids I'd have Proof and J.Dilla back in this bitch You let the weed smoke from your chest And thank God that hip hop And now back a vengeance But you'se like Oprah Winfrey with a thousand Break you open like a graving, up the dead mens making a living, my show's an essence Having lots of women in Listening to this murdereous creature all time itself Just with my vibe Please don't try this at Drums sounding like Hannibal's elephants marching on way to conquering Rome And the patriots saying in giving a fuck what a hater think Wiping your ass like Marvin Gaye's dad when he was drank Leaving a residue with death and in this edifice Clipping the of Pegasus from the absence of a trusted mother's gentleness Cash (?) stash stick it in Burt shit Monsterous, no Collabing with the of rappers I've killed that death hasn't been fast to process yet Throwing pictures at moving cars wushu man It's all fun and games until it's Chino versus push a baby to the desert and watch her lungs expand Shaking like radioation that's leaking from Paying for my karmic Like Christians in the Colosseum singing while lions tearing them to It's colder than Pittsburgh, the disturbed The women whisper, Mr.Disappearing with your sister Prepare to be in the air when Gabriel's blows But Malakai got nothing on the evil under this cornrolls Your cars spinning with chrome, not a gold I'm guiding the with flows like the Vatican chose Your (?) nose gets finished and explosed Get exposed sitting on a Venice of skinning scolds Chino is back, and the illest situation It's like the second coming of Christ, and every Latino Still carrying them capsuls Recolada, I'm beating that ink your tattoos The bonafide Hesus, statue Got a love for hip-hop that never be lost Even if it ignores me like the media ignored slavery and holocaust