im the king of the world, go without the power to create/
and even if i blew u "UP", u still wouldnt elavate/
my flows are like a river of str8 acid rain/
they burn through ya skull and seep in, to torment ya brain/
fuckin wit me just aint smart i leave u face down in da street/
den i run u over just fo kix and drag u by ya feet/
tie a rope around ya ankles, and slam on da gas/
speedin down da open road, leaven skid marx on ya ass/
im not like u, ive elavated high as a kite/
y u so dirty, u bald, and u still got head lice/