[Intro/Sample] No one has said what the truth should be [Verse 1] I'm morphing lyrics to Morphine for more fiends I don't make beats, I produce endorphins My flow is like I'm water-bending These rappers are as useless as my mom's appendix You stupid talented, this is Special Olympics You a peasant to a God I'm on the throne of Mount Olympus Lightning, striking, twice in the same spot Viking on Vicodin, senses heightening You missing the Hydrogen ho Pandemic, grand clinic I got the a** of your God with my hand in it Imagine that, that means you get your tail whipped like Rattata Uh, my songs is psalms, I make bombs with palms You be up in smoke... Cheech and Chong (UH) You don't it with the spectacular, I throw an axe at ya And Rap Dracula's biting me... [Outro] They'll never take me alive (6x)