dont let tha complexity confuse ya rhythm
simplify it and multiply it and then listen
to my vocalistic talent the lyrical flow
i break barriers of rhyme but you dont even know
cant see it its blind to ya eyes
dont look now boom pow suprise [cheering]
im on tha rise.... elevated vertically
[diddy] mother goose have ya heard of she?
ya rhymes still nursery, jack and jill
they ran up a hill and whyd they kill? [crying-BIGGIE-crying]
tap ya spinal column to inject my lyrics directly
if i preform it correctly i shall wreck thee
thou shall not wreck me, this is my moral
if ever i find myself in a quarrel
or a battle of words in wich the mic is my weapon
beantowns finest .. so get to steppin
one of few in galaxy of stars, solar system
wide open space of silence so you can listen
in a clear and decisive manner no interuptions
i suggest you listen or youll witness an eruption
of this vocal bomb that i call wig-wop
niggas got hip-hop beause they skin dark
my complextion is of the lighter source
but still my rhymes penetrate ya mind like the force
obi wan kenobi no microphone can hold me.. back
i come full speed rhyme mode in attack
offensive state of mind im the quarterback
cuz i stay in tha back, until its time to unleash what i pack
if i asked whos better than i, please list em?

[5 second pause]

im sorry i didnt hear you. musta missed em
nah nah im incorrect i heard you clearly
but theres no superior, the rest inferior, ya hear me?

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