yo.yo.you can lick shots in the club
i don't give a fuck who you hit!
yo! you can catch a nigga at the stoplight
and snatch him out the whip!
check it! if a bitch got aids i don't care who she sleeps with!
you know who the gay rapper is!
i'm the greatest scientifically inclined mind since einstein
i write blue ribbon rhymes for nobel prize time
tryin' to shine with the shit i invent
and get deep in thoughts with philosophies
like a rolling stone gathers no moss
and tossed with lyrical brute force
y'all niggas is microsoft like dos
fuckin' wit' me you'll catch a free round trip to the morgue
'cause i ain't scared of none of y'all
or squashbuckle with swords
i'll blow your stereo the fuck up if it ain't a hi fi
in the physical form of allah
niggas'll tell you that i'm nice with the blah-blah-blah!
with the knowledge of my forefathers
you niggas can't battle me because i'll quadruple my brain capacity
the intellectual ath-e-lete accurately rapping so rapidly
yet he makes perfect sense mathematically
i happily accept any rapper's offer to challenge me
fifty m.c.'s reduced to forty nine casulaties
i'll be the last man standing
with metaphors a charlie horse couldn't put a cramp in
it's the canibus gettin' busy with tony touch
the fuck that i don't even give a fuck about