(Verse) My style will never be corroded I'm always on a rhyme overdosage Elements of francium got me highly explosive Keep those eyes closed kids, its highly atrocious f**ing sh** up without no Trojan Go grab your close friends and sip on some Gin The booth, I'm hijacking we're in Sinners sin and winners win There's no jokes like stunt show host men Let's begin with the unpredictable On slaughting with the cereal k**er type flow It's seems like in those sixteens there's a typo Type-O bone marrow transplant We did a successful transact Also sparked some brain matter as a matter a fact These brains can't handle that Especially this conscious rap Some of the cats need to cut the crap I've tapped into the right cerebrum and the pineal gland Let my artistry expand My third eye I've enhanced I'm like a mad scientist, peep the way I always craft in the lab These lines are like knockout jabs and have the full force of a ram Slam the slabs and pop the jams I don't like green eggs and ham I don't like them Sam-I-Am It's the Doc of the booth Poetry I let loose by Doctor Seuss These beat keep yelling; "Truce, truce" Should I request a good ma**euse Or roll a J and flap like a goose Nahh, I ain't that obtuse Fuse the top recruits and dismiss the nincompoops My auras' shatter proof and these flows ain't misused You'd think I got interviews for my nukes Get the hazmat suit when you're in my environs Indigos shine with vibrance Cosmic space is shifting into alignment To understand you gotta have an alliance All these elements I'm applying The right things, I'm implying Who would've thought I'd get this violent I'm never silent, I'm hip-hop's client And it's straight ninety degrees that I'm climbing