I'm beginning to feel like a God MC/
G-O-D-K-I-DD, you already know what it means/
The L-E-G-E-N-D part of the name, it follows the scheme/
It is known as a hereditary trait, be prepared for your fate/
d**h in a full circumference, one of you lil n***as is the bait/
These lil' "rap" mercenaries are here to silence the genre/
They not k**in' sh** but theirselves, suicide bombers/
Monogamy is an art of, not leaving the one you love/
You just gotta work a little harder/
Slice-N-Dice, but no pineapples, in fact I'm a lyrical barber/
Shot-caller, naw I'm, eating every line in a bar, that's bar-none/
Holocaustic, I'm a make it cost you, a whole lot of pain with the pen/
In other words, it's Pentacostal/
Kung Fu fighting with Foo Fighters/
Make room for the next likes of/
An imminent individual came to claim what's rightfully his/
Isis, Osiris, broke down, make it all for the kids/
Bringing the fight to these marks, I'll make 'em skid/
Streaks inside garments, except there are no pardons/
Launch a ball across your dome, call that Lacrosse, b**h/
I'm off it, but I'm on it, a little bit of hardwork, you can own it/
Never let anybody tell you that you can't own it/
If they do say, "b**h, don't hate, emulate and clone me"/
That means follow up with the plan that can show thee/
And owning, pwning, slowly/ Tearing apart instrumentals into the floor deep/
I just might say I'm 4 deep/ One man band man, word to Swizz Beatz/
They just don't clone sheep, they tame sheep, they rake in beef/
But I was thinking about a cow when I said that part, see/
I'm a fickle, ignorant, arrogant, nice-guy, that likes tye-dye/
With a little bit of ice, I, serve these rappers with drinks in the night-time/
Now, that's what I call a bar/
Like a retired captain that worked for the Fed, that's a fallen star/
I know you sick of all, these bars that I form straight from my jaw/
You might you wanna make a call to my Mama, or Papa/
And then retaliate by being verbal, tell 'em about their son who murders/
Leave heads in trashcans, United Postal Service/
Get your girlfriend to give me lip service, then make her 'work it, work it'/
You haven't ever heard, someone so nasty spit these words/
And still flourish effortlessly without a care in the world/
I was there when your girl, let a brotha put the baby batter in her hair/
A literate, misfit, ignorant of all the sh** around him/
Who can find a better time to deliver this?/
I jump head-first in the midst of independence/
Swift justice, still vigilant with the diligence/
You gon' need to call the coroner my n***a, because I been k**in' it/
Tip-toe or p**yfoot all the way to the finish/
I walk in silence, even if I got camel toes/
Did you follow that last line?/
This is what I do in my past time/
Call out a play to f** up the screen, flame wielding/
It's what happens when I kindle fire/
Derogatively speaking; f** you, f** you, and f** you/
I zoom-zoom-zoom pa** y'all like that Mazda commercial/
Anybody can tell you that patience is virtue/
But it's some sh** out there that won't wait for you/
So that's just life, now get over it/
King of my place is where I stand/
K-I-DD is the mothaf**in' man/
Residentially evil, someone call Milla Jovovich/
Just cause, the two of us, can't make it work like SpongeBob and Buzz/
Light-Year, but no dice here, so let's make another comparison right here/
Sort of like a Vice Lord hangin' out with Cuzz/
And a couple of Disciples that hang out with Bloods/
Word to Macklemore, it's nothing but the same love/
Hey bub, a Canadian in Japan with a body of adamantium/
Hallelujah, praise the father, the holy spirit and the son/
A little bit of confusion, severe headaches like contusions/
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit/
Where the f** is the Mother at, and where the f** she been?/
It takes two to make things go right/
It takes two to make it out of sight/
I'm sort of a basehead for rhymes, except I don't talk to Rob/
Word to my brother, there's no Jack without Bob/
When I commit a crime, I lift the shop if I decide to rob/
That means I shoplift, I had to find the time to/
Scrape mothaf**as clean like corn without the cob/
In this cold world I'm a born sinner, wondering if God was a slob/
Like one of us, but he's not one of us, the cosmos comes close to a visual/
Of what the entity that created all mankind some billion years ago/
Okay, now here we really go, I'm about to chew it up again and throw/
It outside and make it snow, I would make it rain but I get cold/
Colder than an Icee, I might be, K-I-DD the legendary so don't try me/
I fight unworldly beings, with relics that belong to coffin pieces/
Y'all wish you could find him, but I'm beyond the world of Skyrim/
sh**, you can find me online then, match sword-to-sword when we collide/
And make amends in Tamriel before dying, homeboy I'm not even trying/
Rap God, God MC, whoever I want to, I can be/
Watch the Kidd takeover, gracefully/
Been doin' this, I'm suing them, make another attempt to be cool with him/
Lyrically, nobody can f** with or fool with him/
Bust two shots, but shots too would ruin them/
Riding to the top of the pinnacle