The beat is sicker than the blood in your stool

The way it repeat, can trick you like a stuttering fool

- How does one politely refuse the day he gets circumcised such as this?

- One doesn't

They need to rap behind Bobby Bro

Get some credentials affiliated with placebo

Hope you kept the receipt

I freak out when I hear that plastic shit they call heat

Who pays them that much

Why they prostitute their stupid style while standing on each others crotch

It's fucked

Heard those beats about a hundred time

But haven't heard a single shit about you man it's that fine

First and foremost

I host this style in my own way

Akira keeping the beat flyer than fucking cocaine

Enter the 36 Chambers in my own brain

Slain slaughter still siting on vault full of rhymes I came

And change my whole mind

Try'na claim and make the lame feel like oh it's time

Make you think about what you think when you're thinking

But in a blink of an eye it's too late I'm sinking

You forgot Graffiti B-Boy DJayin and emceein

No one can ever stop it

We perpetrating never wasting no time

Putting this shit to work on the 1-2

While most rappers can't even spit a new style?

Cause they wack dude

I smack fools

But fine I won't be bragging

I won't be wasting no energy on some fake thugs

Or some fools calling themselves prodigies

Funking with the style then he say

Have the average emcee say : Give me a sick day!

Stand clear!

Gather your stuff and get your queer ass out

Rhymers like DOOM or Madlib won't be waiting on no timeout

Study the rhymes the culture to rhyme about

So much to learn can't understand or figure out

Bigger than any organisation you could be facing

Or wasting your imagination with a life you're hating

Fuck faking

Stupid shit I'm making