Kick a freestyle beat so I can key this up for ya..
Make it bump sweet so to the beat I can core ya..
Take your soul out your middle like Shang Tsung..
Your a slave to the will I have when I write this rune..
Every person that looks into the soul of the Van one..
They have to think about do they really want some..
The answears no, no one really knows my thoughts..
Brought new ideas and new styles tiein others in knots..
Things come to my mind when I'm thinkin absentmindedly..
Make you absent, talkin about its about time you see..
You've been blind to this point, walkin around like Stevie..
Walk in front of that bus right there, it don't bereave me..