I came to drop some thunder like the Tampa Bay Lightning

My rhymes are kinda scary and my rhymes are kind of frightening

You'll pull out your strap, you'll pull out your chrome

You know you can't survive in my verbal thunderdome

I'll hit you with a hammer like a god named Thor

I'm gonna make you stammer like a fool on the Repor(t)

I step on the stage you're gonna get wary then

I'll slice you up like Thundarr the Barbarian

Boom, boom, boom, the sound of your heart breaking

Boom, boom, boom, your foundation is quaking

Dead as a ghost if ya stepping up to me

Your girl can't put her arms around a memory

Thunder, all through the night

You pray to see Jesus in the morning light

Pray as hard as you can, pray as hard as you might

Even he can't save you from the pain you earned tonight

This is a song, all about how

I'm talking shit and getting on down

I know you don't believe a word I've said

I told you step up to my face and you'll be dead

My name is T. Rex, I love freaky sex

I'ma fuck your mama and your sister's next

My dick is hard and my back is week

I'm gonna need a nurse to be my freak

We can step on the court and I'm gonna blast

Like Bill Laimbeer, I'ma bust ya ass

Eating szechuan, drinking Union Pabst Brew

Do what you wanna do, I'll do what I wanna do

My rhymes are so dense, you're gonna need footnotes

You're gonna memorize very word I wrote

I'll write your ass into a corner

Once you hear me, you're gonna need a coroner

The people of Tally all call me the prof

I give 'em all an F and tell em fuck off

And if you don't like it, then motherfuck you

Do what you wanna do, I'll do what I gotta do

This is a song, all about how

I'm talking shit and getting on down

I know you don't believe a word I've said

I told you step up to my face and you'll be dead

Derailing your dreams like I was Super 8

Fucking with your future like Jon and Kate

I'm old like fire, older than dirt

Still got your girlie pulling up her skirt

The girls the girls they love me

You shackle 'em and I set them free

I take 'em to heights you'll never even try

I don't believe I can, I know I can fly

Yeah I'm vintage, yeah I'm old school

That means I know a lot more than you do

I forgot more things than you'll ever know

Every word I write minimizes your flow

I write metaphors that blow your simple mind

You can't grok what I rock when I tick and I tock sock

Tearing down the system like an SLC Punk!

No junk in my trunk, your girl's still bitin' my chunk

This is a song, all about how

I'm talking shit and getting on down

I know you don't believe a word I've said

I told you step up to my face and you'll be dead