@thedarknova,
Mic check it, while I deck it
I KRS it, because I'm always the One to wreck it
Drop a bomb; like the Funkmaster, watch me Flex it
Lay it like Sega, better grab your pads once I set it
Drunk off of the hip-hop juice, I pick it up and neck it
and watch the liquid turn over my system just like Tetris
Den, de-de-den, de-de-den, de-de-den it
I'm gullible, the vibe is abusing me and I let it
You better call the men you call your friends
Call the dogs in, telephone them and inform all them
that dark is being sent to the Ass Whooping Manor
where rappers get mauled, haunted and tor-men-ted
Shed a tear, and say goodbye, auf wiedersehen
I'm not German, but I'll gas you like a Nazi camp
How's that? A wicket from a bowling champ
You could never stand a chance against a totem man
Ills pick up the mic and rip it with fright like the middle of night
when spirits are flying and filling the sky
Look into my eyes, my little irises are thick as a pie
That evil's not a good sign when I take revenge on a guy
Think you're a Tomahawk?
No, you're just a Tom sticking his pipe in Harry's Dick and beating it like Indian wives
You're an Average Joe, a Billy-No-Mates
Your fillers aren't great, they're all stuck like Sellotape
Watch me break them like a builder when he's sticking the paste
and spread them all over the wall like children's play
And as I lay me down to sleep
I leave my enemy shivering like buckling knees
And if I should die before I wake
I'll be happy that I put my nemesis in his place!
Just a little change in my flow.