[Refrain]

Pen predator

Pen predator, et cetera, et cetera (7X)

Pen predator, et cetera, yeah right

[Verse 1]

Niggas know it's about that time, without a Schoolly D Gucci

I pop that pussy-ass rapper and leave it up to Luke to "Pop the Coochie"

Truly a wretched steelo – kept you 'Under Seige' like Seagal

'Cause I housed more niggas than that faggot named RuPaul

Y'all all suffer the consequences

I dispense dope sentences without a prescription

Prefixes asphyxiate bitches who flips linguistics

Representin' the West, relevant to relentless sentences

If renegade rebels resent this wicked syntax (then jack)

Revert to revolution, Ras reverse, reverberates

Revolvin' with written retaliation, rate repetitious

Reflex flex regret, niggas regress to less than recoup

When recording, I wreck records – reflect stupid

It's so much more than just another rap and sample

'Cause I model more styles than Naomi Campbell

See, we been burning idiots with lyrical Syphilis

Since E.S.T. was Ackniculous, the nickel slick meticulous

Ventriloquist, when I throws my voice over the Western Hemisphere

While my peers step over a Trail of Tears

Go get a job as a chandelier, wit' a glass jaw like dat

I brings the impact to fracture mandibles

And manhandle the youth

Since my mental exceeds every MC, I've perceived credible

Now becomes edible, kid!

And yo, I'm D for wreckin' when reputations collide

But zhoom dum da dum, dadada dum dum

Suicide, it's a suicide

[Refrain]

("Pen predator, et cetera, et cetera") – repeat 10X

("Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah right")

[Verse 2]

I pull bitches like a lesbian and could come the fuck off with a vasectomy

In depth, I be deeper than Bo$$'s "Recipe"

Incite recitation

Forever Ras 'Rock Steady' like Buck

When breakin' on ducks who get props by association

But if ya lyrics suck, then fuck ya record label's juice

Ahk, I rock Hip-Hop non-stop and got more juice than Snapple

Intricate to simplistic, stylistics I solicit

It gets niggas open like fallopian ovulation

Fuckin' these kids like the Michael Jackson molestations

Sendin' ya back as the U.S. Nation did AIDS-infected refugee Haitians

Uhh, yeah, niggas, so what's the haps?

You could put up ya dukes, but in the West they bust caps

So bulletproof vests is the only way I'm gone miss, but peep this:

My mental's the bullet, my tongue's the finger that pull it

Check the method –

"Soundtrack Voodou a and Bamboo like 'Strapped' come better you"

Oh, sorry – verbal dyslexic:

"You better come 'Strapped' like Bamboo and a Voodou soundtrack"

And make sure not even one bar sounds whack

'Cause we take the best shit and make it classic

Word to Guru, take two fuckin' pulls, and pass it

That's it

That's cool