[El-P]
For all intents and purposes I ram pride
Resonate p**y rapper get the long donkey co*k
I keep telethon MC's clinging to Jerry's person
Motherf**in Tourette's syndrome MC's can't freestyle without rehearsing
Crossed T's and dotted I's but still caught a liquid sh** surprise
Rappers got on colored contacts but they better real-eyes
Contact CoFlow sh** equals El, Bigg Jus distortion
Try to merk off on our pile but you choked on my f**in portion
You oughta scream, got my name up in your mouth like co*k or gingivitis
When every rhyme becomes the official new blueprint for wannabe writers
I don't mind you talkin sh** just keep it in the first person
Think realistically if you diss me could you handle my rebu*tal version
Then again if you spit my name it only means you recognize my status
I flip the script use your little diss as a promotional apparatus
I'll ignore you sellin crack, k**in people, and keepin it real
But disrespect me and my adopted fam and die young like veal
When miscellaneous MC's drop they (their) spontaneous
Bullsh** metaphors, the outcome is always obvious
When that piece of sh** Mother Time gets cut short in 1999
I'll be stress-free, knowin that while I was on Earth I got mine
Say what..?
8 Steps to Perfection, the sum of each part forms an octagon
Where rhyme styles get sparked..