Lyrics

[Verse 1]
A exotic is the tropical, storm-chasin' up your optical
Audio hurricane impossible
Arsonist, esophageal tonsillitis
Rhymes so sick, I give the mic meningitis
Like hemp on papyrus, you could twist this, or smoke this
Bag it up, 'cause it was dope when I wrote it
Blackmagic focus, 4K vision
Fifth dimension, fuck your high-definition
The technician of these analogue villains
Known to manifesto, magnetic, presto
Spinach with the egg white, don't forget the pesto
Lay it on ciabatta, it ain't a rapper hotter
I'm the whole enchilada, plus the chimichanga
Gimme ganja, champagne, shrimp and lobster
I'm a monster, mobster, keep the party bonkers
Like Conan, I conquer, you step up, I stomp you
[Verse 2]
You don't want trouble with a man like me
Patch on my eye, hook where my hand should be
You don't want problems, I'm a problem solver
They call me the problem solver
You don't want trouble with a man like me
Patch on my eye, hook where my hand should be
You don't want problems, I'm a problem solver
They call me the problem solver
[Verse 3]
I could be fire to the filament, symphonies of energy
Power from the pulsars, reachin' through infinity
Dilated pupils, preachin' my curriculum
Rapid eyes move to the beat of my soliloquy
I could be the atom bomb detonatin' in the eve
Radiatin' truth and light, soakin' into everything
Pushin' out my particles, steam driftin' in the breeze
Water for the thirsty art, air for the heart to breathe
Food for a hungry mind, fire for the tumbleweeds
Love for the sacred sound, hope for a dying breed
Bouncin' off the satellites, soakin' truth into the seeds
I can make 'em grow, elevate to new degree
But there's a dark matter scattered over everything
Chippin' at the icebergs, chokin' out the evergreens
We losin' power, walkin' the final hour
Wet sands full of fresh depths left in a mystery
Somebody break the blinds, I'm waitin' on the windowsill
The people never see the signs, never have, never will
No composure, they fold from exposure
The shadow's where the cowards hide, and shinin' brightest for the king
[Verse 4]
You don't want trouble with a man like me
Patch on my eye, hook where my hand should be
You don't want problems, I'm a problem solver
They call me the problem solver
You don't want trouble with a man like me
Patch on my eye, hook where my hand should be
You don't want problems, I'm a problem solver
They call me the problem solver
[Verse 5]
I ignite the night sky like the 4th of July
Get fried like fish, talkin' shit, your wish to die
Supplied the potent, flow is the dopest, pit bull ferocious
I stay focused, I'm the street's last poet
Conscious of the magnum opus, I'm so qualified
Doubt quantified, 'cause my ambition quantized
It's rap homicide, guardian of the galaxy
So dastardly because you bastards are wack to me
Rap is like crack to me, tracks like a pack to me
Flip it so quick, connects can't get back to me
Actually, the feds want to capture me for talkin' revolution
Crushin' the institution with lyrical distribution
The pay is retribution, write rhymes on the constitution
Because I'm a nuisance, politically
Yet they acclaim me so critically
They can't stop me until they alter me chemically
That's why I wrote my own, hold the phone
Phonics, we runnin', no tail chief to grab us on
While I pilot these lyrical drones to kill the clones
Fly the flag, skull and bones, with a pocket full of stones
[Verse 6]
You don't want trouble with a man like me
Patch on my eye, hook where my hand should be
You don't want problems, I'm a problem solver
They call me the problem solver
You don't want trouble with a man like me
Patch on my eye, hook where my hand should be
You don't want problems, I'm a problem solver
They call me the problem solver
Written by: Antwan Wiggins
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