Released on December 12, 2012

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[Intro]

Yes, yes

Testing

Let's go

And you don't stop

Yes sir

And you don't quit

From the front to the back

And the side to the side

It goes a little something like this


[Verse 1]

Till the fish touch the grave

You're in my BlackPlanet like Griff, Chuck, and Flav

We rip up the stage till it fuck the slade

When the 2na shoot the gift, put your fist up and wave

They drag you off, it's softer than fabric softener

Till the average listener and elaborate author

Permanent script written with a magic marker

Hand-picked but just a tad bit awkward when I talk the truth

Listen, try not to be starstruck

I pave the way like a tar truck when the guitar plucks

Wizard of Oz but skills measured in yards plus

Exhibit bizarre luck delivered in large thrusts

They're more set to give y'all stress, the birds I bless

Will penetrate your kevlar vests

Turn a heart rate to homicide like Bernhard Goetz

Don't come test, don't count on me like income tax


[Hook]

I'm outspoken

Language is broken into a slang

But it's just a dialect that I select when I hang

My mouth muscle got you checking my slang

It's just a dialect that I select when I hang


[Verse 2]

I weather the storm like hurricane shutters

And my nefarious pawns truly remain better

I change color like a Duraflame cover

When it burns, standing firm like polyurethane rubber

Like Danny Glover, I'm too old for this shit

My lethal weapon is capping the flows that fish bit

Shit, no matter the region or chosen district

I keep my flows cheaper than a frozen fish stick

Ballistic, checking your wristwatch in distress

I'm big stepping like sasquatch, the fish fresh

Bitch types on the mic you bench press

We rowdy while you cloudy like a Bobby Brown piss test

Cats be jel, wish me well

But this you can tell, they waiting for the fish to fail

On a mission wishin' they could resist a spell

Interrupt my scene and I'll scream on you like Christian Bale


[Hook]


[Verse 3]

It's typical, with lyrics, I'm pimping like Jack Tripper clothes

And the spliff I roll is thick as a stripper pole

Win an Olympic gold, we're black as a brick of coal

I'm off the hook while you're crooked like Scottie Pippen's nose

Intricate lyrics but gifted with a terrific flow

Heard the competitors working it with the perfect show

Don't take it personal, when we break out the arsenal

It's impossible to defend it, look what you got into

Disperse fat raps in dirt nap cats

From back when folks got drugged or your purse got snatched

Back when Grand Wizard's mom's records first got scratched

Or Grandmaster Caz's verse got jacked

We call it rapper's delight

Not here to treat no rapper polite

I'm committed to make you sweat like hot Africa nights

And make the party hectic like domestic passenger flights

We keep it classic through the passage of life

But tonight


[Hook]