One, two, one, two, three, ten

Quest for fire, I reappear like the Cheshire

Making a bloody mess, flier by Buddy Esquire

I never expire, never miss, never enough records

I rush lectures, turning bookworms into ruffneckers

Word, to rock hard on the mic, that is my culture

Smashing every beat like a sculpture

Calling me a vulture, you better come up with a contingency plan

That’s like calling Tim Dog an industry plant

Non cyphеr, I’m a pit fight for heat sensitive [?]

Tеdium fuels the social media burn pit

Rockkickers to lock pickers to pot lickers

The shop lifters who act in bad faith and mock scriptures

History rewriters, street fighters and scam artists

The anarchists, deep sea divers who slam hardest

They have targets on their backs, the extremists

Fiendish, the freakish ones making them squeamish

Clean dish, clean backyard and clear heads

It’s uncanny, I’m the hip hop Manny Ramirez

Manly with deer heads and jazz for the artsy crowd

Hardy clown tried to kick it and missed, Charlie Brown

I got the pedigree, off in a machete spree

Make money money, take money money Steady B

Incredibly for all those begging for reel

I’m taking the wheel, turning heads like Regan MacNeil, out

Super dope, super dope, dope, dope

Don't stop frontin', don't stop frontin'

If y'all want 'em to finish this, say finish it (finish it!)

I think we gotta finish it

Alright, alright, go ahead