as we continue on from the top yea off top uh blacksmith p o c yea pussycats kittens black panthers cougars and tiger moms from the top uh yea yea hold it now i gotta buzz like im georgia tech they still cheering like im all thats left the air is toxic when you draw your breath resurrect the music im snatching it from the claws of death the vital signs are improving i make em lay down an idle mind is usually described as the devils playground my rep established im rapping just for the sport of it been nice for a career you just barely grasping the thought of it indebted to the hood like a rush card supported like push up bras and lumbar except im never sitting im ever living like mumm ra im the sun god smart as a whip but forever ripping it dumb hard i see you fronting with them dollar store shades on faker than abs thats sprayed artificial as rayon my rhyming satisfying your quest for fire like rae dawn chong when im forming like voltron im young raekwon mixed with a bit of krs one and q tip rakim some of that ice cube now whos this no one as gifted as this so magnificent classically consistent im nasty as black licorice the coldest but i get the room hotter than bikram yoga seen the show you know i make the people move like an eviction notice im focused im like moses when the mic is on thats why these rappers scatter like roaches when the light is on hold it now i i i hold it down im staying where im at you better go around you know the voice and you know the sound i rip the microphone and then i throw it down