Intro: Yo big shout to the Sleepwalka Crew K.Gaines, Ciph Diggler, the riddler And of course, Dos Hermanos Hambre Go make love to somebody Homey's the homey that's now made his home in your Sony Every phony baloney unfocused erroneous wodie need Evacuate And that's real I snap and pop and crackle and cackle at jackals in Towers of Babble No tobacco or Advil My anvils are apples Big Apple go extrapolate what that means [Apple a day] I know I'm only human and humans are viewed and reputed as puny, polluted But I refute it and I'ma prove it for everyone to see Yeah My fam-o was the pharaohs My uncles and aunts and them answered the ammo With the arrows I'm shaman of shambles Come lurk in the shadows with me I'm a poet without any flow in particular Lines of parables parallel perpendicular Fans become addicted and find my diction ridiculous This lil tidbit you're listening to's indicative Keep your picket fences I pitch my tents in the thick of it Life's a cla** that's intensive Lots of tests's d**h is the certificate Throw your hands up for handsomest a**onance and dissonance Where my dawgs and my dachshunds we Dancing with the dissidents Mixed it mastered and mastered all the disciplines Pa**ed it to NASA the planet's on the map