[Verse 2] Goal to fill lined pages with hieroglyphs Spit so hard make a part of your spinal shift Like scoliosis, peep the prophets in rare form Dissect your flesh, dead fresh with my hair long Bust eardrums with the sound of an air horn Quest for the cusp, motherfuckers been fair warned Don't doubt the skills nigga, rhymes for geographic Position on the universal scale, Emmo has it Give me a jazzy beat, a little chapstick For all my blessed ashiness then we can match wits Cut out the extraneous so the bars on This war? I catch them with the sneak like a car bomb Leg and an arm gone, bleeding out the mouthpiece Crawl out the gutter, same place that they found me Head on a platter like John for the bounty You couldn't be clean getting baptized in Downy
[Verse 3] Niggas try to clown but don't fit in at a side show I'm feeling like the Geto Boyz, don't want to talk to 5-0 Bounce like a rock on the hardwood Rappers kick soft styles claiming that it's all good Bet you can't hang when I bring it to your neck spot Red equals dead like a malfunctioned XBOX Listen to the rhythm like a bass line, rollin' Break a bitch down, leave a canine broken Every time I speak it's a prophesy spoken Now I'm on 100, that's the chance of you chokin' Me? Not a way no how this refusal Something hard to digest, grab a metamucil Bring it to your eye sockets and your pupils Never can deny watching how I school fools Make a sucker dance like I'm shooting at the toes now Devious, diabolical, and the flow's wild