[Intro]

You can kill that

Kill that shit

Ayo it's something for the dead representation here

[Verse 1]

Singular in the mind, I'm brilliant with construction

Amazing in vocab, unique with production

Polished, now it's revenge of a real one

One-in-a-million drastic with verbal-nastics

Radical back you go and asking what you rapping fo'

Impurities since you're in me factually that you wack to me

Why you strive to be the best out the Mo'

I cut your thigh off down to your toe

You still wanna flow? Come on now use your head

How you gon' kick it with only one leg?

I reckon after me is a bad MC's that have the reas'

I turn your juice to Beagles into dead batteries

Elementz the poor energies that sink your ship

Put a brain up in your anus and you still couldn't think of shit

Smartass, your wack lines ain't harmin' me

I provoke you joke ass rappers to stand up and make comedy

Test the Midwest and who's steppin up?

Ripping off your ears won't make you deaf enough

The best of like vestor, the referee can't see the pressure

Here comes the loony ass professor

Chill nigga, c'mon! Naw chill nigga!

Best to ask Tommy, 'cause he'll figure... it

Just don't pay to be bad

So grab your pen and pad and jet back to the fucking lab

[Hook x4]

Whos that? The battle king

Take 'em to the battle scene

Watch the rappers scream..

(Anywhere moving)

[Verse 2]

You wanna battle, what? That puts me in a badder mood

So now I won't stop like a bus driver with an attitude

Walk a slick trail watch me out fox ya

You swung, but that ain't hittin' like an armless boxer

You have no technique; of course they sleep

You can rhyme all day - at 6:40 only makes you weak

Peep rhyme for rhyme, you can bet ya

There ain't a damn line predictable, call the psychic network

I'm out to foldin' now I told you crystal clean

Guillotine style, parallel to Wolverine

I've seen pain, check my brain, exclusive

Too abusive, comin from the Westcoast, don't make that ass ruthless

You can hang but ya hung

That shit you said was fake, a bootlegger must got your tongue

It's a shame you wannabes are tryna rap

"Yo Proof man you're incredible!" No I'm better than that!

Practice the tactics, that's a bad thing

So now you's a fake bitch like a drag-queen

Weak heads Dream of Jeannie and trickle Houdini

The problem's in your God complex - check your co. Beleni

Scope these, these wack niggas can't get with me

Take a hard MC, make him yellow like Kid Capri

Shit we be the top notch

And don't need to brag about the past; now we out to pop Glocks (Right)

Like Stephen King with the butcher knife I stab your story

And now you bitch ass niggas runnin' back to the laboratory

[Hook x4]

Whos that? The battle king

Take 'em to the battle scene

Watch the rappers scream..

(Anywhere moving)

[Outro]

Remember that, remember that

Remember that, remember that

Wuch you know about weak emcess huh?

Wuch you know about crackers and cheese

MK

Straight for the 9 fizzle

Rizzo, I'm iz-out... without a doubt