Yo ass think u can surpass me? you’re higher than helicopters//
You aint got the PATIENCE to outlast this lyrical DOCTOR.
rhyme M.D. mixing styles together getting REACTIONS like CHEMISTRY//
Ya phony alchemy imitates but doesn’t flatter me.
Metaphors and similes assault and batter yo whole anatomy//
Yo mind frails and tattered g, bout as powerful as a 9 volt battery.
This ain't no time to play around, yall done CALLED me OUT for a SHOWDOWN//
So if I gotta SHIT on you, I'll rhyme with my fuckin’ PANTS PULLED DOWN.
Pø!$Øn nigga, VA for shizzle, but this time//
I'm repping A.I. finest but still in a COLD BLOODED KILLA state of MIND.(cold blooded killaz.....a crew i had a while back)
Style so hype, I take MEDICINE just to calm my POISONUS flows down//
That's why I type cause when I write the words can't stop JUMPING AROUND.
Inept vegetable, my rhymes will leave you rotting somewhere in a trash receptacle//
Think you the NEW rap DON? i’ll hit you with ROAST BEEF that’s INDIGESTIBLE.
E-MONEY, might as well file for a LOAN cuz after this battle, yo azz gone be in lyrical DEBT//
yo name say it all cuz my rhymes gone verbally SWIPE yo thoughts like a CHECK.
I take niggaz like you to the BANK and DEPOSIT verbal CASH in my ACCOUNT//
then WITHDRAW you and store you in my WALLET like MONEY and BOUNCE.
RESERVOIR DOGS is what you rep, ha, more like fuckin PUSSY CATS//
the only thing ya’ll niggaz good for is ‘COUGHING UP HAIR-BALLS’ and ‘CHASING RATS’. (talking shit and battlin newbies)
ya’ll aint ready for us niggaz yet so stay in yall fuckin ‘LITTER BOX’//
instead of PURINA CAT CHOW ya’ll used to chewing on, A.I. gone feed ya’ll open clips from our verbal glock’s.
Metaphorical cannibal, you stepped up to an entity that's un-fathable//
Your rhymes are like one legged people, ‘un-stand-able’.
Get ya epidermis sandblasted fresh off my pure velocity//
Honestly, I think I've killed more catz than ‘curiosity’.(curiosity killed the cat)
i steadily rock niggaz like you ‘COCKED BACK’ like a ‘GUN’ in ‘Memphis’ ‘crown’(the way Memp Bleek wears his hat cocked back)//
lyrical shellz spittin at yo cranium as you drop-off to the ground.
im so discreet, like ‘Michael Jordan’, my rhymes just took flight//
ridin this bitch azz nigga E-MONEY like a ‘23’-speed bike.
Tryin to battle me? you couldn’t win in SCRABBLE even If I ‘spotted’ you my VOCABULARY//
My style varies that’s why every adversary is temporary.
You need balls to come at me, but you only ‘bout 1/10th my left testicle//
If ya had ‘ALZHEIMER'S’, my rhyme scheme would still be ‘UNFORGETABLE.
Tha battlefield … the battle’s real – A.I. gon hold shit down//
wit punchlines and lyricism ignitin tha fuckin crowd.
Get hyped muthafucka … cause A.I. comin for tha title//
Success is imminent- we prominent – cuz this shit is vital.
Now it’s agreed that I succeeded where yo punk azz failed//
cuz I just RIPPED yo bitch azz up like fuckin JUNK MAIL.