(Verse)
My style will never be corroded
I'm always on a rhyme overdosage
Elements of francium got me highly explosive
Keep those eyes closed kids, its highly atrocious
f**ing sh** up without no Trojan
Go grab your close friends and sip on some Gin
The booth, I'm hijacking we're in
Sinners sin and winners win
There's no jokes like stunt show host men
Let's begin with the unpredictable
On slaughting with the cereal k**er type flow
It's seems like in those sixteens there's a typo
Type-O bone marrow transplant
We did a successful transact
Also sparked some brain matter as a matter a fact
These brains can't handle that
Especially this conscious rap
Some of the cats need to cut the crap
I've tapped into the right cerebrum and the pineal gland
Let my artistry expand
My third eye I've enhanced
I'm like a mad scientist, peep the way I always craft in the lab
These lines are like knockout jabs and have the full force of a ram
Slam the slabs and pop the jams
I don't like green eggs and ham
I don't like them Sam-I-Am
It's the Doc of the booth
Poetry I let loose by Doctor Seuss
These beat keep yelling; "Truce, truce"
Should I request a good ma**euse
Or roll a J and flap like a goose
Nahh, I ain't that obtuse
Fuse the top recruits and dismiss the nincompoops
My auras' shatter proof and these flows ain't misused
You'd think I got interviews for my nukes
Get the hazmat suit when you're in my environs
Indigos shine with vibrance
Cosmic space is shifting into alignment
To understand you gotta have an alliance
All these elements I'm applying
The right things, I'm implying
Who would've thought I'd get this violent
I'm never silent, I'm hip-hop's client
And it's straight ninety degrees that I'm climbing