[k**ah Priest] Flyin' in my spaceship, seven-hundred n***as in lobbies, they gettin' blunted Who want it? The power's comin' Spelled P.W.O.W.R The bloodiest bars, the ugliest scars On the face of my apes n***as climbin' the gates Banana clips, hammers on hips n***as put you in the box or a brace Mack-10 tongue, spit shot to ya face So f** a love lock down Before all the thugs are locked down This is d** I jot down Hip-Hop's back on the block now And real rap is back now My mic will spray round So ga'head and spit So I can tell you how many germs is in your breath How many brain cells you destroyed And how many you have left So I can tell you about space and depth While you stuck on your wages, my sh** is more outrageous Laugh at you, your sh**'s more outdated So ga'head talk about your cash I'll tell you about the Stock Market crash Mash, my raps are enormous [Mash, my raps are enormous] Spendin' your money on cars, you better spend it on a coffin This is digital offering Lyrical offspring, my spirits is callin' Stompin' you roaches, n***as still crawlin'? n***a, your brain don't produce data You're an old program, Priest is major You're not a k**er, an ape or a gorilla You're soft, sorta like a chinchilla Break ya chin like a mirror A thousand years of bad luck You and your crew can hit my Mack trucks Your rap s**s, times up, grind y'all in a dutch Roll it like a flip it in the garbage f** wit Priest is cool, but my flow is HIV positive [What the f** is wrong wit y'all n***as?] [What the f** is wrong wit y'all n***as?] I don't know The Psychic World of Walter, come to the slaughter Come to his daughter, the Virgin How it feels to be under the surgeon Antibiotics, but the sh** ain't workin' Blood plasma monitors, all your breathings 24-hours of cameras, you ain't got stamina