[Verse 1]
It's the... GMP, ready to kick your a**
And doing it lyrically ‘cause my flow is gla**
Except unbreakable, this here's educational, cuz
Listen clearly and know what I'm capable of
I let you burn slow like an inferno
This the type of flow that you need to learn though
So your nose don't grow like Pinnochio
I'm Geppeto to all you hoes, check the flow
It's cold as ice, take my advice; better think twice
Before you step up to the kid who's as hard as gneiss
‘Cause you'll pay the price for touching the mic device
I'll slice-n-dice you with a katana that'll suffice
Like I'm Japanese, fake MC's I won't appease
I'll have them fall straight to their knees, so please
Remember what I said, man, I'll smash something like Redman
Off with your head, man, you're a dead man
[Verse 2]
It's the second verse, almost better than the first
You're f'ing with the worst, I'll put your a** in a hearse
Get the fact, Jack, that you'll never come back
When I launch my lyrical attack, so get the bozack
Like EPMD, and so now you see
How my deadly lyricism is written to a T
Freestyling is too fun, so what'chu gon' do, son?
This was but a lyrical warm-up, guess who won?