• We the poisonous boys in the hood
    Poised to deploy and destroy alien barbarians raging on ‘roids
    We the ‘89 Raiders, Bo Jackson in your radius
    The eighth wonder space hunter, Godless and atheist
    Deceptacon cannibals eating metal and chemicals
    A robotic vampire fangs sinking into wires
    Rowdy in the Audi, smoke pouring from the tires
    To burn my kingdom you must use nuclear weapons
    White kids started studying lessons
    But with devils in the mental can’t see our reflections
    Cut my way out the womb, homemade c-section
    You think I'm f*cked up?
    What would give you that impression?

    You know we’re rushing in, tuck your chin
    Knuckles friend, suck it in, cut your kin, puncture skin
    Stuck up in the muck again
    I’m bucking till they dug up in their motherf*cking trunk again
    Then I’m runnin up on them, every witness that wasn’t them
    I’ll f*ck up your teeth like cheap fronts
    Vegan caterers, niggas never handled beef once
    Nope, tofu to soulfood, the vocal choke you
    Now you can’t feel me, you’re not supposed to
    I’m close to the edge mezzanine melodies
    Steadily ready to stab like the riff from the melody
    Telling me different I’m felony riffing
    Melons be dripping, temper wild, Meg Griffin
    Stiffing your body from lifting the shotty, vision of Gotti
    Living is probably visual sodomy
    Prison lobotomy, the wrong people in your head now
    Jail dudes stand up, the king like a head count

    I’m an animal activist, dog I’m far from a hunter
    So Sarah Palin be the only cougar I put a gun to
    What type of spell am I under? You want a beef? Take a number
    I wonder why these younger rappers won’t acknowledge their blunders
    I got unquenchable hunger, my stomach rumbles like thunder
    A real Jedi kid, you a toy Yoda like Tundra
    You a scene out the movie 8 Mile, studio puncher
    Run to the litter, spit a quitter bullsh*tter
    I’m the definition of driven, the prisoners have arisen
    With visions of demolition and fission through ammunition
    I’m wishing cannibalism was a family tradition
    I eradicate your groups over Gladiator loops, listen

    You think you can beat me with ether?
    When I’m cooking something fresh and y’all reheating pizza
    The Intertec make you move like doo-wop dancers
    I’m slicker, bust the blicker, then I moonwalk backwards
    You gonna see clouds but no it ain’t the Dreamworks intro
    Fire and brimstone in each verse tenfold
    You thought I was ill? I’m ten googolplexes times that
    My raps are phonecalls from Hell so *69 that
    You an actual queer, we put a rapper in a bungie sling
    Dummy, we catapulting careers
    The world’s most dangerous MC and I’m him
    E-dot Apathy, I’m liable to be a problem
    Your album sells like clothes at a nudist club
    It’s the dude you love that had that line about that Krueger glove
    Yeah, so feel the hurricane force when I murder
    My main course is main source, barbeque flame sauce!