DN3 - Prologue lyrics

My vocabs venture, injure a ninja, I shoot verbs that's superb to end your Career with chromed out spears shaped like spheres Pierce fear you mere queers who dare veer Off to do pop and rock like you Cher Hip-hop's the rose but you foes are like shares This guru and seer move you to tears like doo doo Would swear he's fast losing playing musical chairs I'm hip-hop's requiem ma**, every LP I'm mad Definitely a match, my lines cynical Rhymes pinnacle, cats in they prime finish you Diminish you with identical tentacles In general I reduce fools to minerals Ten of you genitals can't war with the general You're pitiful when the wordplay gets critical To rob your grave's the only way I'm diggin' you So I'ma spit at you some negro spirituals This negro spiritual when I keep flows lyrical They say, ‘O, your whole gift's a miracle, kids got to stare at you' Yeah ‘cause I'm sick, quick get the Theraflu And I ain't scared of you, my old lyrics will embarra** you Like trying to play V-ball in a pair of shoes I parachute from planes with no parachute Wearing two-piece suits, tube socks and a pair of boots Tick tick boom! From the era of Sa**oons Rap's doomed, the wack cats I attack soon Don't ask Sue[?] I'm weak[?] you'll be at toons[?] Curious George or come meet this baboon Styles smoked like buddha like flames write Buddha life Brings like Christ change and true to life Who the light? I am, I'm just brainstorming You ain't got no brains forming? I get in your grill Foreman Confuses, I'm Confucius, you loses Your crews is the bomb Kawann defuses 'til the fuses refuse and no longer use No longer abuse and use as out of my views Walk a mile in my shoes I bet you guys'll get booed Watch as the shrewd audience displays an evil mood It's like