[Verse] It's the apostle With the gospel To teach the docile Styles colossal When I spit this hostile Disrupt your mojo I'm bizarre like JoJo Practice my rhyme style like the studio's my dojo Star pupil My style quadruples So to face me, your efforts are all futile Long awaited But underrated Rhyming with words conjugated Emcees get desecrated Before they're evaporated Quicker than acetone Smash a clone The words blow you away like saxophones Speak a little clearly so you don't have to zone Next time you try to step up to the master, don't Waste your time Erase your rhyme Before I proceed to waste you, I'm The one worthy enough to grace a nine Bar, take one out Write eight more till the pen run out And keep writing more till the sun out Or sun up A rapper on the come up With flows never done up That I construct with the motive to one-up Emcees that dare to run up On me Your flows are scrawny Imagine me versus a Johnny Come-Lately He should've quit for his own safety Must've forgot I eat MCs daily Dinner, lunch, breakfast Dare to test this, reckless Rhymes hotter than Texas I'll leave you as a wreckage There's no survival, spit verbs like a rifle Rhymes are the scriptures, and the pad is my bible Leave emcees suicidal, sorry I've been idle Spent some time trying to realize that this music game is vital To me, I'm here now, we're near the new year now I'm the young NC spitter you should fear now New words, new flows with new beats I tear down So it's best the competition better disappear now