[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)