[Produced by Number One Producer] MC Voltron x4 [Verse 1: Kool Keith] Rap done turned microscopic Defecated on the floor and watch the butcher chop it Play of the pick with cream for jock itch I wear a wrestling mask The ladies show a** in front of burnt out Hopkins Rap so toy I play with Shopkins Write with a marker like Al Sharpton Leave the rest constipated with Swanson They might wanna have a phone conference Coach the best to swing on my balls like Tarzan Take off like an aircraft They got diarrhea all I see is brown potatoes mash Just inches off the floor, just one and a half People get cozy and sit inside the paragraph Levitate like the nouns and the adjectives Natural ingredients I add for the kids Urine stains on your Ad-Libs Bradley all like Milton sleep inside Paris Hilton.. We can play with Spaldings or Wilsons... New verses for new children Pull up in the Phantom with pilgrims.. The sky's like Phil Simms MC Voltron x4 [Verse 2: Craig G] (Heat Serato?) I'll use it to collapse you Deadly like swallowing a cyanide capsule Open up the hatch dude, cause it's time to make my getaway. I'll melt your nervous system look and I ain't even spit a 8. Double up that dinner plate, I brought a hearty appetite Even heart the opposition when we're in the after life...right? It's like a hip-hop poltergeist.. Ignore them signs..light up...sh** we gonna smoke tonight Craig G that son of a b**h.. Will be an a**hole if he lives to be 106 Pull up on you at the light make fun of your (cheek?) Have you so blinded with rage you probably runnin' this sh**. You ain't comin to quip I can talk and none of ya gettin' the gun to put one in your hip. It's all fun till your hit And the descriptions kinda hazy And going in the lights the only time your feelin wavy Galaxy Alliance (The Alliance of the Cars?) Forming Voltron on that a** using spectacular bars... Slow your roll Paw MC Voltron x4