Break down at the nearest intersection
Making renovations on the first led zepplin
Keep on prepping pizza dough for my section
So we can throw black olives on your suggestions
Got a tiny temper there, anonymous
Maybe if you would just catch up like condiments
Class A Jobber, I dub you Barry Holowitz
You talk a good game but I bet you keep your condoms mint
Condition, Tell a bitch to rinse, swallow, spit
"Yeah, tell her to get all of it" SICK
I'm not your average joe, Not afraid to ask a hoe
To suck the dick of somebody that she used to know
Treat me like a stranger, give a fuck how ya feel
Giving me looks like you took a drink of sour milk
Am I that different? Or Is it the way that my hat's tippin
They tell me I'm DatPiff in it
I'm back ripping shit, coming fast and ignorant
Why you cats illiterate, come off mad belligerent
Got tats, so somehow I'm not innocent
To any incident, they treat me like an immigrant
I'm bonded to Xerost8 like a ligament
So I wouldn't call this job a predicament
I'd call it doing what I love and living it
Staying on course while y'all ambivalent
My voice is my choice of instrument
A militant army, we the hip hop equivalent
Don't take syrup, my water, don't you put a pill in it
I have sober eyes and never need a stimulant
This hot flow go muraco, so magnificent
Do I gotta get on for you to see this is legitimate
Set me in a spot with a bunch of participants
And watch me destroy shit, success is imminent

Can you comprehend what I'm offering?
Find a garbage can and just toss 'em in
Cause I'm awesome, fam, watch me blossom
Into a 5 foot 7 Stone Cold Steve Austin
I whoop ass, Kyd keep the phillie rolled
I accept the best, Estevez, Emillio
I'm a mighty duck, you a billy goat
Is that you? Only bitches know
Oh, you didn't know
That the act you portray is unoriginal
Yeah, you cancer, call the surgeon general
If you searching, you ain't gotta look no more
Anywho, Tre D got that Southern Smoke
DJ Smallz, gimme a call, let's fucking go
You wonder what's all in a floor?
Wood paneling, dead bodies, candy for your nose
Time to slow it down, screw it, chop it
See that glass ceiling, I'm going through it, watch it
If the throne's for the taking, you gonna have to thank me
Or else all your bones I'll be breaking
(Let me live) You ignored me before now
So don't come running when your building gets tore down
Horror sounds come from my mic, cause
I murder bitches like Jason with a lisp and a slight gut
Swipe up a flight, hit the runway with a knife, hoe
Cause this cracker right here is psycho
I think it's time I hit the gym again
And take my mind off this motherfucking instrument
I tell these bitches that they sound so dissonant
And they catch feelings like they super feminine
I'm not trying to be Eminem
Trying create something original that I'm highly intricate with
And I can feel it coming, bottom line, success is imminent, WORD