Im an arcane prophet, yo the names stalid
comin through to snatch the loot out your pockets
i kick knowledge and twist your mind til its poppin
out your eye sockets you dont wanna fuck wit me son
i use 2 lungs cocked back to blow ya eardrums
and i cant be suppressed by any syrum
in year one i was prophesized by the sun
to be the golden child kickin rhymes buckwild
watch ya tears run like the death of a loved one
when i come with the drums n the pen n pad run
unless you wan me to take your life
ill break this mic over ya head while i rip these bars
yo you couldnt be hot if you was a stolen car
i roll on mars cause im out of this world
knock ya teeth so far down ya throat
your dentist'll have to cut open ya stomach to do dentel work
your best is worse than fred dursts n togetha verse
but i aint hatin im just statin a known fact
look up ya name its the definition of wack
im breakin ya back now ya chiropractas gettin paid
you couldnt serve me if you was my slave
ill engrave my name on ya grave
quote unquote i killed you mother fucka SIGNED N/A
ill blind your eyes with saliva mixed with mace
remember the name bitch.....its the god stalid
my flows below freezin son its rock solid
and its runnin strait through you and your crew
your so wack a black hole can outshine you
yo talk sick.....rip these faggots dude
