[Verse]:
I'm the antidote to manic folks
I speak to 'em through this vocal box like an old man with a can to throat
Your squad is sweeter than the banana float and your man is dope
As a book of notes filled with MC Hammer quotes
I dam your mote
Cut ya like cantaloupe, it's Lost Cauze
I'm hard like gettin' a black man to vote
MC's get shook up and popped like a can of Coke
When I paint pictures the fire is such that the canvas chokes
In broken English you can a cope
I pa** the mic, MC's wanna wash they hands in soap
No Dial or sess can remove the bile from your flesh
That I spew with you, just cause you tried to test
My soul purpose, MC's is so worthless
They got no bars like a celly with no service
I murk sh**, doctors, nurses, coffins, hearses
Swim in mud shirtless, still come out dirtless
Trife and sick, ice ya clique
k** ya dogs, bury 'em in my backyard like Michael Vick
Watch your back son
This with a track son
It's Lost Cauze and I be the one to smack son
You better know I come with the illest traction
And f**ed up more little white children than Michael Jackson