[Intro]
[HAL 9000]
Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a computer
I can sing for you
[Dave]
Yes, I'd like to hear it, HAL. Sing it for me
[Verse 1]
Rare specimen, I was born from a test tube
f** a team, spitting solo I'll wreck crews
Throw rappers at the sun from out in Neptune
Act up, na, You can't here, like deaf dudes
My style, you'd need miles just to manifest it
Plan to test it, your body'd break up, you anorexic
All that talk that is emanatin' from ya'
Is character role play, December ain't the summer
If I was born a generation younger
You'd celebrate my birth
Kick it better than a punter
Devastate you fronters hitting heavy weight
Yo you kids so insecure that the NSA investigate
If you'd separate your hatred from your admiration
You could be as nice as I am, but you don't have the status
Now you see me shining and that's aggravating
Lyrically I'm sunnin' you motherf**as
Congratulations
[Interlude]
I'm more than machine, or man
Overwhelming, am I not?
[Verse 2]
sh** is funny when you tryna' chase greatness
People criticize then they try to make statements
Try and minimize that I rhyme off the basis of the colors in my face
Yo ya' minds in the matrix
Try and take my balls like. "You need to stop rolling"
Go and fix ya head b**h, you need to stop trolling
My flow is deeper than the size of the ocean
Summarized, rappers run, then they die, then they floatin'
Is you high? You can't rhyme at my voltage
Hundred thousand volts when I was nine and precocious
Now I render motherf**as blind from the shine
Every mailman dies when I sign for the postage
Must be the steel in the pen
Never see anybody realer again
Must be my zeal and my zen
Blind in a j**elry store, all you feel is a gem