Call me the blind prophet by how I 'invision his beginnin'
and leave his 'end speechless'
like movies 'its curtains' like red linens
Lyrically I'm reachless
Cuz I push black clips full to the tips like black muslim religions
Out of your 'Kontrol' like I was your 'Mind' on a retarded mission
Who u blowin kisses 2?
U see thru
invisible nigga be U
fag love aint cute
Nas wanted 'One Mic' not "Phat Mic" dummy
silly ass nigga's "Mic" hold 'blunt' weight' like a smoked up Philly
Can u feel me?
Rap ya "Mic" cord around my neck
and Phat U still couldn't kill me
How u gonna use a mic without electricity?
I'm Like 'tai chi'
U 2 'fat' and can't describe this 'flow' of energy