OK ease back before I make position to squeeze

The head burner cookin eminate thought and grab my phallus

Please I pump kinetics with unintentional malice

Wanna battle one of us is endin up in God's palace

Doubt my shit's Official the Megatron missile

Bio computer virus with flesh eating potential

(I'm convinced) future MC's are sending robots back in time

as we speak to kill my mother before I'm born be warned

You catch a high place cinchin, lucky you just the engine

On a vision quest but my breathe is on

bad intentions to herd the lyrical peak, at my inventions

CoFlow providing DJ's with turntable weapons

Snatch that, Disco Daddy, father pops grand shh

Eliminate pretense, turn rocks to sand

You're rockin low budget Doctor Who special effects

and that's half-baked, you never get a buck when you act

E-L dash, P is servin ----- we smash

be a bootleg, and buildin up a fat nest egg

I say fuck you, it's easy, say it again FUCK YOU

Love love to rock bottom beats for the flicks

To hibernate and syncopate but I'm still in the mix

One of the many young policin breathers knockin out sequence

Life's a L-O-T-T-O, carry a switch for self-defense

Rappers try to front, but when I rhyme, where that beef went?

If I'm just a reflection then I'm takin over mirrors

?woo lock to mack cornum status?, maybe that's clearer

*Mr. Len cuts KRS-One saying 'Live and direct'*

See what I'm saying? See what I'm saying?

It's just the chorus, it's just the chorus

It's till infinity, CoFlow shit, and that's it

I rock prisms in different downtowns

Tainted blood donor, bustin melodies around sound

Left-wing extremist, hip-hop militia

Bitches suck the penis competition call me Mister