[hqa]

I'm so hip hop you can't match this

When I get a phone call I microphone check it

Atlas, in the zone when I'm all alone

Leave the cone alone cause I'm eating it so

Wrong to be in the ozone with no drones

So I'm cloning myself solitariness is long gone

Game on doe I put the off in Hasselhoff

Believe it i put the John Cleese in cleavage

Fat laces on my Timbs y'all seen it

Caddyshack in Danger-fielding in fact

Tackling with impact, I'm Roy Keane-ing

Diplomats leaning I really mean it

Call me cam, cause I'm the cannon beaming

At your direction full effect and steaming

If you facing it your face gets soy bean-ing

Summer y'all call me the boss I'm Springsteen-ing

[HFX]

Based on a true story, fucking nostalgic

Memory pains new sensory gain its somatic

I be the factor of the sickness that hits the region

Cut a deity open till it bleeds a new religion

A doom prediction, for the n-th time too predictable

Boring, bordering fear mongering, typical

Who am I? son of the god of mics of the new era

My rhymes are dark and full of terrors

[hqa]

Janet Jackson when I'm dancing

Your hands on my implants and

Ben Franklin couldn't find this mindless timeless

Spineless rhymers Rikers Island violence

Silence arriving lycan arising silence the timing

Conniving hyphen' multi-rhyming TIGER SWIPE

Color Me Badd cause I'm a black boy timing

Is bad you get clocked, I'm the man, boy