I go through more 'lines' than coke addicts

Find your most sensitive nerve and poke at it

Seers and psychics can't predict what I'll say

I 'kill' it like Chucky but my game ain't 'Child's Play'

I'm sizzlin',never 'tire' like Michelin

Cover more subjects than a college curriculum

So wicked's my rap that it's sin

I get death threat messages from the Vatican

One of the best in the booth,it's not stretchin' the truth

Many couldn't 'hang' with this if their neck's in a noose

Drive people so batty when I drop this skill

That they want to get me on air with Dr.Phil

Get a wack MC all twisted and tense

They know what's comin' next,they got a visceral sense

What I'm bringin' is above 'em by a level or two

They hate it but they got to give the devil his due

I'm so 'gifted',everyday is like Christmas

And my gifts keep giving,call me jolly St.Nicholas

Send my haters a package with a ribbon and bow

Soon after they unwrap it,they can give it a blow

Many couldn't 'hang' with this if their neck's in a noose

Drive people so batty when I drop this skill

That they want to get me on air with Dr.Phil

Get a wack MC all twisted and tense

They know what's comin' next,they got a visceral sense

What I'm bringin' is above 'em by a level or two

They hate it but they got to give the devil his due

I'm so 'gifted,' every day is like Christmas

And my gifts keep giving call me jolly St.Nicholas

Send my haters a 'package' with a ribbon and bow

Soon after they unwrap it,they can give it a blow

Shittin' on my critics like my bowels are loose

'Cause they 'rub me the wrong way' like a lousy masseuse

It's as if I'm a lawyer and chiropractor combined

'Cause I can get 'on their case' and 'on their back' with my lines

I can't stop,like a drum or butter,I'm 'on a roll'

Or like a student with straight A's.Get it? I'm 'honor roll' (on a roll)

Metaphorical maven,I'm a freak with a pen

A beast seekin' to sink teeth deep into skin

I beat up beats,I bruise and batter these bars

I'm more sick than hypochondriacs imagine they are

But the fans like what I do,they think it's the shit

My style's like a set of double D cups'cause it's 'the tits'

Truthfully,you would brag too if you were me

And show off the flow like expensive jewelry

But it would be foolish to misconstrue me as pompous

I'm just honestly brutal and brutally honest

Shoot from the hip,shit,it's like I'm blastin' a Tec

With more rounds than dollars in the U.S. national debt

I kick ballistics,kick the only ballistics known

That,when kicked,will kick ballistics of their own

Competition ain't tight,I loosened it up

Plus most of it's 'poor' like puttin' juice in a cup

I don't fuck with 'gay' shit,I give it to you 'straight'

Nowhere near the sewer but what I deliver's 'great' (grate)

I'm a bad mammagamma.No,I am bananas

Always 'appealing' with my unique brand of grammar

Send an e-mail if you think I'm not bomb

Triple W suck this until I dot 'com'