[Intro] Now, tell me the exact details of what you saw. Came from a plate of chemical phenomenon. Where have been sat up until now? The scientist should not talk until positive. For the times we cannot wait to be positive. From the bottom of the fake of the human race [Verse 1] A exotic is the tropical, storm-chasing up your optical Audio hurricane impossible, arsonist, esophageal tonsillitis Rhymes so sick, I give the mic meningitis Like hemp on papyrus, you could twist this or smoke this Bag it up cause it was dope when I wrote it Blackmagic focus, 4K vision Fifth dimension, f** your high-definition The technician of these an*logue villains Known to manifesto, magnetic, presto Spinach with the egg white, don't forget the pesto Lay it on ciabatta, it ain't a rapper hotter I'm the whole enchilada, plus the chimichanga Give me ganja, champagne, shrimp and lobster I'm a monster, mobster, keep the party bonkers Like Conan, I conquer, you step up, I stomp you [Hook] You don't want trouble with a man like me Patrol, my eye hooked where my hand should be You don't want problems, I'm a problem-solver They call me the problem-solver You don't want trouble with a man like me Patrol, my eye hooked where my hand should be You don't want problems, I'm a problem-solver They call me the problem-solver [Verse 2] I could be fire to the filament, symphonies of energy Power from the pulsars, reaching thorough infinity Dilated pupils, preaching my curriculum Rapid eyes move to the beat of my soliloquy I could be the atom bomb detonating in the eve Radiating truth and light, soaking into everything Pushing out my particles, steam drifting in the breeze Water for the thirsty art and for the heart to breathe Food for a hungry mind, fire for the tumbleweeds Love for the sacred sound, hope for a dying breed Bouncing off the satellites, soaking truth into the seeds I can make 'em grow, elevate to new degree But there's a dark matter scattered over everything Chipping at the icebergs, choking out the evergreens We losing power, walking the final hour Wet sands full of fresh depths left in a mystery Somebody break the blinds, I'm waiting on the windowsill The people never see the signs, never have, never will No composure, they fold from exposure The shadows where the cowards hide and shining brightest for the king [Hook] You don't want trouble with a man like me Patrol, my eye hooked where my hand should be You don't want problems, I'm a problem-solver They call me the problem-solver You don't want trouble with a man like me Patrol, my eye hooked where my hand should be You don't want problems, I'm a problem-solver They call me the problem-solver [Verse 3] I ignite the night sky like the 4th of July Get fried like fish talking sh**, your wish to die supplied the potent Flow is the dopest, pit bull ferocious I stay focused, I'm the street's last poet Conscious of the magnum opus I'm so qualified, doubt quantified cause my ambition quantized It's rap homicide, guardian of the galaxy So dastardly because you ba*tards are wack to me Rap is like crack to me, tracks like a pack to me Flip it so quick, connects can't get back to me Actually, the feds want to capture me for talking revolution Crushing the institution with lyrical distribution The pay is retribution, write rhymes on the constitution because I'm a nuisance, politically Yet they acclaim me so critically, they can't stop me until they alter me chemically That's why I wrote my own, hold the phone Phonicks, we running, no tail chief to grab us on While I pilot these lyrical drones to k** the clones Fly the flag, skull and bones, with a pocket full of stones [Hook] You don't want trouble with a man like me Patrol, my eye hooked where my hand should be You don't want problems, I'm a problem-solver They call me the problem-solver You don't want trouble with a man like me Patrol, my eye hooked where my hand should be You don't want problems, I'm a problem-solver They call me the problem-solver