You got an obscure system thats upon ya brain
Your intelligence is a wasted catalyst within da game
Working so I can see going 1,000 miles per hour
God - the best third eye in my dome so I got power
I was a powerful being before the french could live
At haters my choppers flash to the top of they wig
I do it big
these sub humans is left in my space dust
I head crunch so much that my mind is straight buff
so trust /
my ancient pharosies drag their mental addressees
Back to the hot grid where my conjectures best to be /
The conscious of heaven in my raps settle thorough
Beating the cause of ignorance and traps in my boroughs /
The main feature of a level inside the flames of da heat
I process sweet unto computers with a wrath like a beast /
When I turn off the wind over the waters like extremists
You'll be gone by the lazers from my eyes when I'm finished

/ means to pause