God damn we been waiting

No time to acclimate

I see through you like a acetate

Never got a chance like a acid tape

Always had the faster blade

Incorporated like Masta ace

No hitler needed for a master race

At College lectures I fascinate

Big pimping with Dame dancing

Tupac in that thug mansion

I'm Peter panish while speaking Spanish

These Record labels with they weak advances

Pray the god for the mighty king

Overdose on my Nightly binge

Overnight Thats Mr.Right, baby I just might be him

Bridge

Through time & Space

In most of my crusades

The sacrifice I will always make

It's alright and it's alright

Another poem

Another way Home

The whole time

A nigga should of known

It's ok it's ok

Dillingers so sinister

Rap game prime minister

Went from chicken George to chicken little

Writing riddles better than riddler

Fell off for a lil hiccup

Cocaine dreams need a ill pick up

The man a ghost I'm never seen

In a cave with a kerosene

Front cover of your magazine

Unloading a whole magazine

Rubbing hands like Mr.birdman

Talking it like I'm Richard Sherman

Cleaning up like I'm so detergent

My raps a deadly weapon like I need permit

My bread & butter for frequent hustler

You can talk to me & you can meet the muscle

Bring out the strength that you need muster

I'm intimidating like Hermann Munster

Made the songs that inspired children

Sir Vizzington remain the Realest

Genocide my aim kill it

Indian , came to kill the pilgrims

King Vizzer ruling the Kingdom

Ask Claire that's Vizzy's misses

Imagination never was a figment

I'm not dope? Watcha talking Willis?