Madlib - Freestyle (Wanna Test) lyrics

You better pray for the day when I don't enter the fray And spray lyrics like AK's, cause I'm here to stay See, they think it's child's play when I properly display How I eat MCs like a buffet, but I say I think you need a replay of this lyrical exhibition The competition don't understand the tradition Of being a lyrical tactician, better listen As the style of a mic technician worsens your condition Combining this with the sound of the underground That's bound to pound eardrums, shaking the ground Like the earthquake until like mirrors, they break When I head state to state, I plan to take the cake Scratch—I aim lower, nickname: Kobra the Insane Flower: Spit one, and then it's game over Like Street Fighter, flows I spit tighter With words hard to decipher, ready to take ‘em higher Like Diana Ross, I'm the one you don't wanna come across If you do, suffer many a loss, cause I'm the final boss Like M. Bison, Geese Howard, and Shao Kahn Bring it on, cause I can go on till the break of dawn And so can the beat, I could put it on repeat But here's my last two bars in case you think I'm too sweet Hell hath no fury like an emcee's scorn And I have sworn by the mic to stay hardcore like p**n