I spit incredible flavor
Beat the f** out of u so bad
I hope you got medical paid for
Dont act like u not herbs
Even without the last name focker
Your're still incredible gaylords
My pen to the page send the text that could page god -
The bars from the pages -
Barge on the scene like a barge full of trash -
More disgusting than you could possibly think -
I spit more bars in a week than u possibly have total
W/ this left I throw turn u to a vegetable
But now at least u can say that u cats produce
At will put to track vocals that are mad ill
Im that vocal - fat like the barrels in Teahupo'o
Fat like a chick with only pics of her face
Addicted to games - im fixed in my ways -
So when the predictions came true - thats when the mystery came
With what the pen put to paper history changes
These b**hes addicted to fame
U can keep the spotlight
Im liften ya paycheck
You must have missed it seen the distance the flame gets
You the boss u get fired like a piston - when I hit you you play dead
I bring this heat to the stages
The crowds weep in amazement
These are the pages
Created with the same pain i see in their faces
Refrain from bullsh** - maintain greatness
See where the pain train takes ya's
Hack the f**in mainframe matrix
To give these snakes graves
Naysayers ain't sayin nothing but the same sh** -
The great plague
Provin time ain't constant
When I turn a week to 8 days
Convert the people to space age
Beings n teach em to see the evil that takes place
My soul hit u at the speed of freight train
U slow motherf**ers were still tryin learn how to read in the 8th grade