From day one, my savage raps are well designed and in sync I stay done, attack the track with a primal instinct I smacked your grin and cracked your chin, and totaled your components I know I'm gonna win, and so do my opponents In the case of wreck I catch it, debates of best are laid to rest me, godzilla, and king kong have all got some planes to catch take the test.. you woulda died, I knew you wouldn't try blunts laced with death instead of coke.. I call em wooly dies as sure as the earth rotates, your album has no date you better duck like kanye's haircut in '08 You an herb I think, selling herbal drinks, just look at me writing drug raps you couldn't even push a tea grip the mic when I remove the capillaries in my hands and outspit you after I remove my salivary glands Ruling from a throne is boring, so I rule it rhymin instead change fell out of my pocket and I woke up with dimes in my bed Up late causing mischeif, in the underworld, listless Yeah the underworld where we get blitzed and stick fifths to your midriff clip clip, get tossed away, in a body bag, off the bay maybe in the past was a better time for your shitty rhymes but not today You finally made it, I'm suprised they haven't warned ya Your style is bay-sick like it's tired of california Dissing me is like smacking a killer bee hive you're not the trillest rapper, you sound like Bun B-side I'm the greatest at schemin.. give me plaques my grizzly raps Can never be beaten.. send you back with no limbs attached Staple gun rappers to mediocrity a monopoly the noc beast is undoubtedly at the top of the aristocracy My last detractor was captured and beaten with a belt You got something to say you better keep it to yourself Slick schemes and oiled plans, sick scenes with coiled hands No matter what you plan my sixteens with foil stans With 30 shots and nerdy logic I deaded your whole regime Unearthly scholar with wordy product sentient war machine You can gain a fight with me and lose a lot of pride I'm not Tony Stark, I'm his suit personified I won't party with you, I'm engraved in your small minds You already knew.. I'm the greatest of all time MCs try to step, done off the lager bottle and end up with more Holes than a louis Sachar novel getting stomped is imminent, leave your crew battered and gone bitch that's not a timberland shirt, but the boot pattern is on it Better than Khalifa at weed raps, you better peep the quote More trees than a Robert Frost poem, and I don't even smoke I'm strong as buffalos, you're softer than brownie bites hubble scope with a bubble coat, that's a downy sight Have em soarin from crowny heights, sweep em off my head off their bed, to the ground in their coffin, dead I'll smoke em happily when they go to battle me Cause they all produce pop like a soda factory smash your life support battery and off your visitors turn an empty rapper into a chalk perimeter

Don't debate lines, we cultivate rhymes Then open our mouths to rap and let our golden fangs shine Solar rays blind, but our minds are brighter Y'all rappers alright but our lines are tighter Welcome to the school of the hard cocks, your open mouth is an open house Winning? getting away alive is something to gloat about Most'll doubt until they're 30 miles into the earth's mantle Prove the doomsayers wrong but you can't say you haven't heard samples step up and get your faces fucked, I kinda feel like I'm racin slugs on the street snatching white bitches out of their north face and uggs you're a rappin genius? leave you with a shattered thesis Word to the earth, like I just dropped my scrabble pieces You'll never make masterpieces, you're a second rate rapper Detonate bastards, open the window to ventilate faster Stop with that, I'll pop a rap to send your leaders to hell copycats, I'm just listening to a reverb of myself Never brandished shotties but I can tell you're softer than manicotti leave you murdered in cold blood like reptile antibodies Damn, I float like a butterfly, my shit flows nice And I sting like a wet slap from Kimbo Slice The god Joe spits venomous flows to flog you to death The only logical cause and effect is the loss of your rep off with your head, loppin it off and ending your monster facade (forreal...) Not enough cardboard to box with the gods y'all are usin old lines, a bunch of sheep and bovines Me? I'm tryna kill The Game like Ras Kass in '09 pull the grey veil in the sky back after its finished raining then outrun the flash in a footrace with 20 minutes remaining Grip a scythe to clip your life, the grim reaper in the flesh Let him grip a knife, give him tips to fight then beat him to death Leave the set with my teeth in your neck and infectious diseases take some lessons from jesus or end up with leprous lesions get a tekken-ish beatin slapped with a wet comdom and dragged by the back of a van and sodomized with a novelty bat you know my name, echoing through the hottest summers and coldest rains and your veins when I pucture your jugular with golden fangs