[Verse 1]
I spit fiery flames through the fire and flame
I am the main emcee that'll iron your brain
With a vengeance, my rhymes deserve your full attention
Got 'em seeking repentance for their misguided intentions
Battle me? You're better off tending cattle, B
I hold mics like swords while you're holding them like rattles, B
Crawl back to the cradle, my flow is unstable
You Cain and I'm Abel, I'm soon to be signed to a label
Like Jamla, videotape your d**h with a camera
You can never match my stamina, amateur
Inexpert, yes sir, it takes effort
To write, compose, and spit rhymes like Earl Sweatshirt
Not in that level, don't rock level, I'm a lyrical rebel
Like INS, I rhyme over instrumentals
And tear 'em down like buildings to a wrecking ball
Ya'll n***as ain't ready to brawl, cause I fades 'em all
[Verse 2]
Rhymes doper than chronic, to emcees it's pneumonic
To speakers it's ultrasonic, to me it's never comic
Books, I never write hooks, or care about looks
I just think that there's no such thing as half-way crooks
Have 'em shook like Mobb Deep, get with this like Black Sheep
I spit rhymes that's +Non-Fiction+, so don't sleep
On the material, cause what I spit is ethereal
Unlike the mainstream that talk about renting vehicles
Flaunting their cash, acting so brash, and spitting trash
Lyrics, I could end their career in a flash
They will never see it coming like a blitzkrieg
The rhymes you might misinterpret and misread
This flow is Byzantine, and with it, I guillotine
Emcees sometimes with the speed of a millipede
Or a centipede, useful flow against my enemies
I'm hip hop's entity, and AMP has the recipe