V1 (24) The premises get vacated... The millisecond I kill the niggas that play jaded/ Within a record I chill the tepid they've created/ their pitiful minimal efforts to make statements I spit on em got em schillin out money to cover their late Cause they're way dated, these dumb have never paid dues, and believing that they've MADE it/ For as long as Im repping intelligent lyrics I figure I'll stay But my is to Remain Patient/ With posing about as hard as a stippers nipples on stage naked/ Yo, I can't take it, I'm keeping em plummeting the bottom like stocks that's daytraded/ Net-fiasco's, Get these asshole's Tainted/ Got em flaming & relocating Gay Vagrants/ Tonedeff's slays giants, as if my legal name's What I say's Blatant, no apologies necessary to the game blazing/ Touch or change the phrasing/ Lyrically maintaining/ my vein's straining/ Tonedeff adds to the pressure bass so deep it makes your brains cave in. I'll break it down for the laymen, for the niggas that ain't acing training/ My rations got their swaying/ Galleries use my verses for framing/ Cause, hey I stay flagrant with lyrics than Tammy Faye bathing/ Keep comp shook like plane when it's raining/ I stay phat on the underground like there was a buffet in the bassment/ Sometimes I be slaying for Im outclassing motherfuckers, without even having to in.
V2 (24) No one's as or as vigorously meticulous with a writtern scripture/ Or spits with this infinite syllablism that I've equipped with/ Should I quit with the quick shit or shift a negative 50% in an effort to get rich/ Or stick with the swiftness for the niggas get this/ Even when I'm simplistic, I can be cryptic/ The rhythm endures the physical to split a tree with a discuss/ With the ease of a flicked wrist, your can be seized from a distance/ In an instant - by this affiliate that's seething with sickness/ I seem to get listless these kids when I see what they dismiss/ Cause anything missing a punchline'll get eased business/ Like delivery's not important! and rhyme schemes are ignored it's horrid/ Son, if you flow - then become a comedian a ghost writer or poet/ If you ain't repping the artform then record it/ Heads are starving and fiending for an of global proportions/ If you feeding the scores of supporters, then you're hoarding/ And you're a whore that's killing heritage like Lizzie Borden/ The dexterity I display your cells like you was a dizzy warden/ Committed to scoring more a jiggy mormon/ With a diamond studded that bling-blings in the sunlight/ I rhyme at full throttle, I'm titled "Supreme Being" when I come tight/ And these are finally done right/ Like obscene scenes riding your wife/ Our extreme flings stifle your love Stun like blunt from a swung pipe someone was hiding from sight/ And speeds of fire in gunfights.
V3 (16) And you can bank on it! The playing stay solid/ If you remain brolic with calling, leave with a ganked wallet/ I take solace in making like fake scholars/ want you to waste dollars for paid knowledge in state college/ With great prowess, I off with and shank cowards/ And waste all their debased followers, Break laws a brave heart like the late Wallace/ I chase robbers, escaped who rape songs and create garbage/ carnage, they ain't artists! Sample their flavor and you'll taste vomit! [Gasp] I need a reminder to oxygen/ Space-Polymer Based oxidants. Say hot shit, display Hey audience! [BREATHE!] Just wave arms till plain obvious/ Play God, and persuade crowds to behave honest and pay And pray thoughtlessly awful authors are marked for death like stained I clean cause I bathe often and never illegally trade documents/ Hate-mongers, repent! Let me set it straight! I'm the heavyweight, like long lines in front of a Jenny or Weight Watchers! Potna.
The flow! It's tonedeffinite - goes/ Can you NO! Your Petty Stage Show It's Ready, - GO! The Heavyweight Pro the heavyweight flow!