What n***as deal, they last 24 I did in the first
Before the doctor cleaned off the afterbirth
I kicked a verse, smoked a blunt, shooked the Earth
Smacked the physician, and f**ked the nurse
The truth hurts, like a sword in the hand of this expert
Cuttin through your soul, like your best friend did your dirt
Mental like physical blows destroy ego's
Your style is Babylonian, like dicks in a**holes
The drama unfolds, don't mean nothing up my nose
I can't stand snow, it only blows like nitro
Blistering, my flows I'm splittin, so I hope you listening
Super shoutout to all my n***as in prison
Shout to the pyramids, the cypher and scription
Science fact not fiction, I cut with precision
Speak multiplication, subration, addition
Division, Great Solar Stance burns compition
"This-this-this-this is the Showdown"
I put you in the chicken wing like Bob Backlund,
jack ya team captain
Bring drama like summer night, ghetto action
Some honies got it twisted, fat a**es I mash 'em
Cops like j**els, back in the days I snatch 'em
You catch a tantrem, date how the raws rockin the drum
Float like the white lotus, k** like Whitey in Vietnam
You should peel arm, gorilla tactics like Viacom
Set sh** on fire like a bomb, up in smoke like Cheech & Chong
True blacks too strong can't let nothin stand in my way
sh** will get thick like Juice 60 in Friday
In Brooklyn, k** MC's like Captain Hook your children
To rappers I'm a villain, fill esteem wan't my secret like Samson
Picture so hard, I stunt your grandson son
Teleport from Coast To Coast like Spaceghost
Like soy bu*ter on my breakfast toast
And when It comes to makin it nasty, I flips it the most
"This-this-this-this-this is the Showdown"
"This-this-this-this-this is the Showdown"
Setting it off like pistols in the projects
The climax hold ya six like nasty hot wet s**
But string tech I catch wreck, ejucalate when I inject
Not a player hatter, regulator, trick n***as get checked
When I resurrect hip hop, you know the bullsh** stop
Like you got the oo-wop, the pops and what nots
Fruity like Ed Koch, ya straight boo-tops, I'm top notch
Super funky like a derelict prostitute prop
Ya hear gun shots, the coroner shows up to take flicks
sh** is feet, but no feet sh** like chicks with dicks
Ya throat flip too quick, to blaze magnetic
Paramedics roll up on the scene,
it's tragic, don't deal with Magic
Johnson, renegade like Charles Bronson
Packing a force like 18 Bronzemen
Grand larson, excelent marksmen arson
Fire, water, earth, metal, wind