In the zone holding a golden microphone
I am the KBIZ robotic cybernetic organism xylophone
Quickly I switch tones Bill Bixby with green skin
Chicks dig me cause of the steaks that I feed them
Known for abstract sh** you're a maggot that looks like Brad Pitt
I smack pimps with a pegged leg like Pete and jet off like a rabbit
Buck toothed with an ego that will blast through the roof
Your a** is aloof walking around like zombies in Thriller
Eating junk food on stage hopping around like a gorilla
You should have listened to Kambiz
And learn some new styles please
You're boring like the remake of The Karate Kid
I drink Asti Spumante it makes me want to spit
Disgusting just like your rhymes and your wardrobe Homey the Clown I don't play that
Your stories around buddy about how you try to say that
You're so professional I'll wipe your face with my a** and use it for tissue
New money nobody with an issue get the puck out of here
You like flossing
The record industry has your salad tossing
Dressed up like a fruitcake having you promote sh** you hate
They got ya indeed they did
Jumping like a puppet a marionette even a muppet
But you did it for the money so f** it
Everyone's doing it I wink at you you wink back
Thought up in a think tank some bullsh** show like Shark Tank
Not even funny ma** hypnotism using the media
People are asleep the sh**'s too deep the crap that they're feeding ya
Why are you still asleep acting like you don't know
How the shepherds run the sheep when you're a part of the debacle you ho
So talking gats women and bullsh** fear
Psss get the puck out of here