[Coal Cash]

This water ain't safe to drink when the levee break, convince the fishermen

We embed the lead so heavy, the flow's deadly like Flint Michigan

The dissident apparition switch to omniscient when I'm glitching in the omnipotent

With rhythm pitching to throw the sink of the kitchen

In, Logician of super wisdom in super condition cause of your superstition

Emissions back from the future, no supervision cause I'm in super position

No use for the wishing with precognition stomping the competition

Suspicion don't act surprised the wise apprised by Zecharia Sitchin

Tactitional drive of a black magician

Intuition inscribed the side of my ammunition with the names of victims of opposition that died

Applied a wide transmission for your suicide collision

As I split 'em to smithereens when the war screams of this Titan hit 'em

A demolition machine, its an obscene threat when I get relentless

You're defenseless verse this vet, bringing more death than the Tet Offensive

The letters invented a better incentive to the dead and demented

Template of how you write cuz that ain't right so you better repent it (re Pen It )

You flow malarkey with lethargy for show

I sniper siphon your soul, cyphers controlled by my oligarchy

A solar star fleet with anarchy in our heartbeat

Spark heat when I bust plus I'm smart enough to teach at Berkeley

The hierarchy ready to start me like a Maybach car key

Partially cuz I'm beast wrapped in a golden fleece stole from Harpies

Started an art league where marks leave that shit locked

My ships docked to greatness, it's all aces when the chips drop

Spit hot and rip tracks, factors of who my family are

Hip-Hop is like a Kit Kat, rappers are filled with candy bars

Star chomper the art monster of spoken truth

Dudes like alright Wonka how much you want for that golden goose

The nuke launcher when I conjure up a doom cloud

A mushroom bloom, I'm a loon that was rubber room bound

Get hewn down by a platoon that'll ruin towns

We howl at the moon, spitting typhoons to consume ground

Drowning buffoons who assume, we couldn't be tuned out

A tomb to house goons hooking harpoons through their ruined crown

[Tabs]

Uh..I blaze the path that the masters follow

My life story is a graphic novel

Andretti when he smashed the throttle, you're a plastic model

Crafted out of half a bottle of glue won't make it past tomorrow

Your career just hit a massive pothole

I got some knuckles for you fags to swallow

Nasty combos, I got the jabs of Drago

Not for nothing get put in a box if you rush in, ask Apollo

I roam the land smoking these potent plants

My foes should scram, ready to brawl

It's death for all when I'm throwing hands

You know the plan, expect more than swollen glands

When I start choking you chochas like extra small yoga pants

This is your only chance to view the truth in God's mind

Now imbued with the power to make mountains move like a rock slide

And if he's not in your top five, I'm a show these fucking kids the boogeyman does exist, your mom lied

I came to murder you, this verse will break the Earth in two

You a fake snake, somehow you make it work for you

This blade is surgical, your fate ain't reversible

Take it personal when I use your face as a urinal

These raw writtens are jaw shifting

Less talking, more spitting, that's all in the Lord's vision

Abort mission, you frauds don't want to war with him

The only rapper getting endorsement offers from morticians

Live fire, divine rhymer, shine brighter

Type of writer that wrote his first rhyme on a typewriter

King of the mountain I claim higher

The Em that rolled with Mekhi Pfeiffer wouldn't survive in my cypher

Fist to your eye, that's how I high five ya

Wanna compare the dukes, got a pair to shoot [parachute], no skydiver

You about as hard as fine china

Your birth certificate was written with Ricky Martin's guy-liner

Here's some guidelines, don't let your pride blind ya

Side winders will wind up at your side looking to eye spy ya

[Tabs]

And I'm way to fly to be caught in the web of a sly spider

And it's a fact your music attract rats you pied piper

I don't use hook to bait you betas you still a line biter

You homos are Rosemo, you gave the game a nice shiner

[Coal Cash]

You whole style should be hit with some white primer

Fly by nighters missing their targets like a blind sniper

[Tabs]

I might slice ya like a knife fighter

If you wanna grapple I'll crush your Adam's apple into fine cider

[Coal Cash]

We're Krackatoa, twin erupting rhyme geysers

Return of the old kings like how Tolkien described Strider

[Tabs]

Divine fire inside of my mind's fibers

My cypher is a prize fighter fighting five bikers inside Rikers

[Coal Cash]

Haha..the black knight riding in on five white tigers

As pyrotechnic igniters light fires and wide spires

[Tabs]

This is what happens when you combine Steiners with Dan Henderson when he was fighting for Pride....[fades out]