how can you prepare for tha unstoppable/
I plan tah stay around for ah long time like fossil fule/
in all tha minds of those who think hip-hop is through/
I'm dropping new seeds and watching em' bloom/
this ain't your ordinary type of rocking tha mic/
it involves thought tah consume tha songs that I muse/
words that I write get hot like tha tropics at noon/
hypnotic tah optics, even kids in tha mosh pit stop for tha view/
then start anew, cause this is heavy metal like doctor doom/
watch tha profit sky rocket like it was shot to tha moon/
all you so called emcees... got no flavor like hospital food/
while this delicious spanish dish is serving up ah loud sound like sonic booms/
guile style-all american-hip-hop samaritan-from maryland/
manowar... one of tha only emcee's, tha rest ain't even in comparison/
you'll lose yapping bout' shooting and killing/
cause all I rap about is moving and building/
abusing tha word "skill" till it's bruised, bleeding, wounded, and wilted/
no improvement needed, I'm just exhuming my feelings/
so when all tha wounds are healing/
they'll get open up again just tah prove I'm tha illest...

peace...