[Verse 1] I spit fiery flames through the fire and flame I am the main emcee that'll iron your brain With a vengeance, my rhymes deserve your full attention Got 'em seeking repentance for their misguided intentions Battle me? You're better off tending cattle, B I hold mics like swords while you're holding them like rattles, B Crawl back to the cradle, my flow is unstable You Cain and I'm Abel, I'm soon to be signed to a label Like Jamla, videotape your d**h with a camera You can never match my stamina, amateur Inexpert, yes sir, it takes effort To write, compose, and spit rhymes like Earl Sweatshirt Not in that level, don't rock level, I'm a lyrical rebel Like INS, I rhyme over instrumentals And tear 'em down like buildings to a wrecking ball Ya'll n***as ain't ready to brawl, cause I fades 'em all [Verse 2] Rhymes doper than chronic, to emcees it's pneumonic To speakers it's ultrasonic, to me it's never comic Books, I never write hooks, or care about looks I just think that there's no such thing as half-way crooks Have 'em shook like Mobb Deep, get with this like Black Sheep I spit rhymes that's +Non-Fiction+, so don't sleep On the material, cause what I spit is ethereal Unlike the mainstream that talk about renting vehicles Flaunting their cash, acting so brash, and spitting trash Lyrics, I could end their career in a flash They will never see it coming like a blitzkrieg The rhymes you might misinterpret and misread This flow is Byzantine, and with it, I guillotine Emcees sometimes with the speed of a millipede Or a centipede, useful flow against my enemies I'm hip hop's entity, and AMP has the recipe