Lyrics
[Verse I]
Peep the rhyme book it took me years-of-practice/
All the peers-that-lack-this have come to fear-my-tactics/
Hear-my-rap-kicks hit tighter than sneakers-sewn/
Spits burn-hoes so just turn-those speakers-on/
Technique so unique this typa shit cant-be-cloned/
Cant be earned or learned this typa man-is-born/
Im emakulit can crack-ya-shit into small-fragments/
Like a risky broker move im puttin in all-assets/
Masses gettin wild when i come-on-stage/
Feed most rhymes off wisdom some-off-rage/
Ive been at the pinnacle-for so long its a mirracle-Lord/
My lyrical-sword even cut my umbillical-cord/
Then i attached a mic-to-it and started flowin like-fluid/
Depression or stressin i just go write-thru-it/
So i just do-it like nike,got more game than spike-lee/
Claim you tight you might-be but not quite like-me/
Crowd put your lighters up cuz ima bout to burn-shit/
Swallow ya pride like bitches when the sperm-spits/
Lookin nicer than firm-tits and still holdin-it-down/
More carrots than bugs bunny,so how gold-is-my-sound/
[Verse II]
Time i got-back on this hot-track with the second-verse/
I-detect unusual side-effects like this records-cursed/
Unrestricted sickness quarantine my book-off-rhymes/
Cuz off the hook-designes are able to shook-your-mind/
I aim-at-cats with flamin-raps since my game-is-back/
If you lame-or-wack im ready to smack with the same-impact/
Still-the-illest can you feel-the-realness?i sure hope-so/
Can you cope-bro i deliver spits with a dope-flow/
Lyrics slice precise shit is nice like kobe-tai/
Tighter than rope-ties holy like pope i watch as your hope-dies/
Its mistic how this simplistic spit sounds-ill/
Like jack and jill all opposition is goin downhill/
Prepared to batter-ya-game and splatter-ya-brain/
Beg me not to shatter you it dont matter-your-lame/
Simon says shut the fuk up and let kali rip-the-mic/
Or keep talkin trash and end up with a fat lip-tonight/
Lyrikal cryptonite with the sickness im blastin-like-turrets/
Outlastin-many-vets dont sweat me im surpassin-any-threats/