In the zone holding a golden microphone I am the KBIZ robotic cybernetic organism xylophone Quickly I switch tones Bill Bixby with green skin Chicks dig me cause of the steaks that I feed them Known for abstract sh** you're a maggot that looks like Brad Pitt I smack pimps with a pegged leg like Pete and jet off like a rabbit Buck toothed with an ego that will blast through the roof Your a** is aloof walking around like zombies in Thriller Eating junk food on stage hopping around like a gorilla You should have listened to Kambiz And learn some new styles please You're boring like the remake of The Karate Kid I drink Asti Spumante it makes me want to spit Disgusting just like your rhymes and your wardrobe Homey the Clown I don't play that Your stories around buddy about how you try to say that You're so professional I'll wipe your face with my a** and use it for tissue New money nobody with an issue get the puck out of here You like flossing The record industry has your salad tossing Dressed up like a fruitcake having you promote sh** you hate They got ya indeed they did Jumping like a puppet a marionette even a muppet But you did it for the money so f** it Everyone's doing it I wink at you you wink back Thought up in a think tank some bullsh** show like Shark Tank Not even funny ma** hypnotism using the media People are asleep the sh**'s too deep the crap that they're feeding ya Why are you still asleep acting like you don't know How the shepherds run the sheep when you're a part of the debacle you ho So talking gats women and bullsh** fear Psss get the puck out of here