As we enter the crowd screams out like fire Never been a ****ing quitter yeah I spit bars quicker Shaking the stage hide its an earth quake uh Beat killer unholy rhyme maker All you fake MCs I dont know what youre saying Petey piper picked a peck of rap skills so pay me Yall missin the bass like soprano Trying to hide yourself but your secrets that I know I know how hollow you feel all the time Time is an enemy to the artists and Artists are nothing more than those whore obsessed Making ways to express their emotions uh wait wait Scratch that, its not how it is anymore Artists are all after the dough Trying to make the money on the gold they be on it Honey bunny love and kiss is all we hear anymore Dippin low I spit real slow but I got that ESP 초능력 flow Find me in your neighborhood but never in the charts Havent been with a good chance never will be Be obscene be be obscene When it comes to being underground Im up there with the Nuke bunker underneath the pentagon yo Nobody can locate or penetrate these walls Yeah **** it indestructable Telescopic vision to the bright shining future If you know you know that I bring the fire Prometheus the **** all the blind stepping fools If you wanna fight me bring your friends and an army I got the spirit of Ali behind me My rap is a shank bloody hands never hiding year into this game but now I keep riding