Yo, i got a set of dominoes going down synchronized by rows/
little by little, you can make out the picture as it unfolds/
Yes, its me with more funk than doctor scholz got for yo nostrols/
Dazzed and confused, got the competition on a course collision/
cant think to gather the opposition in this underground mission/
Stranggle styles with a thin thread then use it as bait to go fishin/
How yall like that as i grab a hold of your nut sack, cryin & bitchin/
The pain unbearable for me to even start listning/
No time for any reasoning, yall dead meat and i got da seasoning.
Roasted by my flows like a summer brush fire increasing/
To hot to handle cuz deep is my core like the earth's mantle/
These rymes i speak are to spicy for your mouth to handle/
Love it when i make ya knees rattle, u a soldier unwillin to battle
stuck in a disbelief where your dreams get shattered/
I manipulate you like the mad hadder/
Laughing as your balls shrink and my dick gets fatter/
Rymes that combine wise cracks become a weapon to rapture/
Da essence dat i intend to capture around mindz made of plaster/
Bastards with no humor or laughter kidnapp rymes to skip da latter, to reach the top faster/ I turn into the fifth element like mr.fantistic's brother in law and cause a huge disaster/
Hell on earth muthafuckas and these rymes to confined to go after./