my tales are like earthquakes measured on scales/
i'm erecting this death chant like failed heart rates/
i nail the rythm...
if you a carpenter who front your competion/
then failed to listen, about paying the different price like retail commision/
usually after us, unless you get the best of them like anthologies/
i'm soon to be diagnoused with off the hook retarded speech/
its probably because i got childrens whos parents siblings constantly calling me/
obviously fucking with my family is not easy/
whether its talk or verbals are rest assured like SM 58 insurance policy/
its not my fault your whole residential is made on a mochary/
my stamina is a suffered entity, that claims to have started anarchy/
you're Mad like Alfred E. when your bitch howls like the rules of jocking me/
my flyness alone surpasses crowds of peeps of ground zero tolerating me/
my anthropology's speciality is digging deep like ant colonies/
your counterparts are counterfeit cleverly revealed by my prophecies/
to split my knowledge to be the bomb like Einstein for atom technology/
gotta get mine obviously, underground blitzkreague tactics/
the aftermath is that of an explosion in Count Draculas habitat, bitch/
froze out after Patrick calling you over, so dead all the commotion/
now thats plain to see like aircrafts stalling in oceans....

taking you all out