You find a MC like me who′s strong

Leavin' motherfuckers aborted with no verbal support

And when I command the microphoneI get deadly as Khan, though

With a bear and a snake and a panda, I′m all those

Who can withstand the more power I gain?

And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck yo' brain

Imagine and keep on wishin' upon a star

Finally, realizin′ who the fuck we are

When I penetrate, it′s been withstandin', faded

Would it be the greatest MC of all-time? When I created rhyme

For the simple fact, when I attack I crush your pride

Our intention to ride, every time, all night

I′m faced with the scars beyond this one bar

For me to put down my guard, I'm faced what I′ma ride

Breakin' in gas with the ′68 all-day

In-and-out with my pay, I'm soon to count the bodies

So mandatory my elevation, my lyrics like orientation

So you can be more familiar with the nigga you facin'

We must be patient, nothin′ better than communication

Known to damage and highly flammable, like gas stations

Sorry, I left that ass waitin′, no more procrastination

Give up to fate and get that ass shakin'

I′m bustin' and makin′ motherfuckers panic

Don't take your life for granted

Put that ass in the dirt, you swear the bitch was planted

My lyrics motivate the planet

It′s similar to, "Rhythm Nation", but thugged out, forgive me, Janet

Who's in control? I'm activatin′ your souls

You know the way the games gettin′ told

Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine

Told me Alizé and Cristal blows your mind

Bear witness to the dopest fuckin' rhyme I wrote

Takin′ off my coat, clearin' my throat

I got my mind made up, come on

Get in, get into

Let it ride, tonight′s the night

I got my mind made up, come on

Get in, get into

Let it ride, tonight's the night

Well, I comes through with two packs of the bomb prophylacs

For protection, so my fuckin′ sack won't collapse

'Cause nowadays, shit′s evadin′ the X-rays

Sendin' young motherfuckers to an early grave

I wonder if my terrifyin′ tactics of torturin' MCs

Shows my heart′s as cold as the tundra

Electrifyin' like thunder, I′m just too much

Rough and raw with that motherfuckin' poisonous touch

I'm an MC with lyrics that′s the fuckin′ Bombay

You got ten steps before instant death like Bai Mei

My rhymes, I leave a mark on your mind

As the deadly virus spread through your head like sand palm

There's no escape, nah, I ain′t blastin'

I use my mental to assassinate assassins for those askin′

Opposed to laughin', raw maniacal villain

Laughter enhances the chances of the killin′

Why is that? 'Cause smilin' faces deceive

You best believe: to MCs, I′m the deadliest disease

My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe

Your whole camp′s under siege, and I'm Jason Voorhees

In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mics

My verbal snipe your vocabs on site

I′m out the cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all

So all my rhymes hit and split the bricks on the wall

You already have an idea about the superior sphere

The greater rhyme creator on both sides of the Equator

I rock from here to there, to Philly and back

To L.A., on the spot where I rock and bust like straps

As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact

Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat

Fuck you losers

While you fake jacks, I makes maneuvers

Like Hitler stickin' up- with German-

The mister Meth-Tical from Staten Isle

Will be back after this message, don′t touch the dial

Rarely do you see an MC out for justice

Got my gun powder and my musket — blaow!

Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellan

Half of my clan's repeat felons

Niggas best protect they joints for nine-nickels

Man, I stay on point like icicles

Now, who wanna test Tical, the tes-ticals

All up in your motherfuckin′ mouth

Headbanger boogie, catch me on tour with Al Doogie

Method Man rolled too tight, you can't pull me

Better take one and pass or that's that ass

Your vital statistics are low and fallin′ fast

Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash

Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast

Ayo, lyrical gat spittin′ the criminal tactics

Non-believers get my dick and genitals backwards

Let's face it, there′s no replacement

Taste this mad underground basement, shit I'm laced with

Avalanche on your whole camp when I′m splifted

Funk doctor, who? Spock, bitch, don't get it twisted

I got connects like Federal Express

To get the fresh package of bless the dogs can′t fetch

Got the clear spot from the rear block

To bust 'til every nigga here drop, men, I fear not

Hold your nose and blow out 'til your ears pop

Since your crew suit you to shift

That you claim that your gears locked

Whiff this underground cannabis

I′m dangerous like John the Bomb Analyst

Flip MCs like ki′s

My degrees freeze consecutively, like EPMD LPs

Lick off a shot and hit your fam by mistake

So I erase the whole front row at the wake

I planned my escape in case Jake wanna snake

Bust it, I'm the one pushin′ the hearse, in the first place

Confidence for you shaky-ass folks

Pump for Rockafeller for the day he got smoked

Choke off this antidote, got you ope

Get roast by my lyrical Billy Dee .45 Colt

(And I'm out) I am INS the Rebel

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