I'll rip out his throat and play his vocal cords with a boe
the notes that begins to flow resemble wack lyricism that grows
around the resonator spot, around that fucker weezy's lips
you can't be overrated if you never had a rate to begin with
my sin slips behind the shadow of towered lyricism
I see a prism with spectrum's of light energy burning like metabolisms
causes spasms of the brain, rhythm flowing in my veins like hormones
I got the gore shown around my enemies broken, sore bones
their screamin' in more tones then octaves on piano's
and my flow rushes faster then you can ''sea'' channels
be careful, I'll ignite like dynamite and slice like a knife
my decisive insight relies solely on the life force of strife
tonight I bring the darkness like a solar eclipse
and have all ill rhymes magnetic to me like when the polar ends shift
an MC so fly my feet levitate off the ground like David Blaine
and if you wanna speak ill, just fuckin' say my name.