[Verse 1]
Now listen closely to my lyrics for a second or a minute. Ballistic lyrics hit your face so hard it shocked all the critics
Rhymes so hard they seem acidic dimes smoked in Honda Civics reached a point when lyrically my mind defies the laws of physics
For specifics I make beats and write my rhymes with gradients. I just want to speak my mind I want to spit some radiance
All you stupid little pricks could not predict the radius. Of my bars, I spit disease that even shocks the atheists
Alias is no surprise I spit like God on crystal meth. Have you laying on the ground like you just smelled the pistol's breath
I'm a guillotine to rap I spit the flames like Kerosene. f** your wack a** stupid sh** you weak like God on syrup fiends
Have a gla** of lyricism and a dick to swallow too. Wack like mobsters with a bat, you ain't got none to follow you
You ain't nothing past me I'm like Moses, built an ark. Spark the game like flint stone, I'm like the dude that k**ed a narc
[Middle]
p**y a** b**hes
[Verse 2]
Now listen closely to my rhymes so you can chill and take a ride. Take a trip inside my mind and let the crazy sh** evolve
Let the craziness be drizzled on the table then dissolve. All the wood that's sitting under, lick the liquid up to see
That I'm showing up deceased because my lines be k**ing all. No matter what you saying b**h my flow be giving you withdraw
Have you f**in' wanting more like fiends when plugs don't pick up calls. Have you f**ing going crazy like a b**h when she's in malls
You just want your f**ing d** and you just want your f**ing money. You just want the f**ing fame and you just want the f**ing show
You don't care about the flow you only care about the fans. Only care about the number only care about the bands
[Outro]
b**h. Mike Moses