Lots of whack clowns back down to facts renowned
This stuff even attack grounds like a drought and slave towns
Got a graphic plan ill like a traffic standstill a man killed
At the red light didn’t have his head right now a casket fill
Defeat cats with street stats got paved rhymes and brave
Lines my pride talk solid like sidewalks I try behave
Good raised in the hood, best to tiptoe when my script
Flow don’t awaken the flavor and girl get naked so strip
Propelled and driven flow well and living good trained
To compete with the lame on streets brain stay peeked with flames
And heat huff and puff like dragons put stuff in wagons
And cart it off this art not soft has a tendency leave cats lagging
Behind, possess skills at birth so I’m ill on earth it’s a thrill
To verse microphones, thirst for chrome want a Lex grill
Text fill pages and build rages proper like an author and still
Carry a library of information in reality they call me Doctor kill
Correct minds with a direct line of information like the headline
News even fed rhymes to the Jews and for these babies its bedtime
Advance hot like sir Lancelot at round tables with renowned fables
So my bling proper like King Author grab horses and crowned stables
Shoot mean hoops on streets after eating European soup with beets