Listen up, I'm gone step right to the plate and knock this shit out the park

And I'm hitting you with a combo that is going to be leaving a mark

Upon your face people will laugh at you and say that you're a disgrace

And on the track I am a thoroughbred that's shooting right out of the gate, boy

Mr. Snakeyes is right back at his usual tactics, time to fuck this beat up

I'm a dick I need prophylactics when I go in I'm creating magic

Stepping to your boy will be problematic it might result in you getting your ass kicked

This mechanic has tools like ratchets, hammers, and sockets for all you bastards

Whoa Nelly I'm a lunatic far from a saint and I'll give you the blues

When I'm hitting you with hockey sticks and baseball bats that's a cardinal sin on you (You, you, get it)

When I write rhymes it will cause me to have another terrorist act

Doctor told me to take a chill pill I told him fuck off kiss my black ass

Like Afghanistan's watch me Tally bands straight to the bank

I'm red hot and I put that shit on everything there's no need to be frank

I don't know why people feel they can talk out the side of your mouth like Conway

All that will do is have your jaw wired shut like Kanye

Listen pip squeak, if you open up your bird beak you'll become rotisserie

My delivery of killer artillery will stop anything that you try to send to me

I specifically craft artwork call me DaVinci

Andy Warhol, Vincent van Gogh, you want beef turn you to minced meat

I will cook you like Gordon Ramsey, Mr. Bourdain

Guy Fieri, Wolfgang Puck, turn your ass into Bobby sue Flay

After I'm done call Bobby Boucher, I need water boy to flush down what I ate

And the Hunger is still there **** that's why I cleaned my plate

If I tell you, (If I tell you) that I'm a wordsmith (That I'm a wordsmith)

Then you should know off rip I can drop hotlines like bird shit

(Lines like bird shit) And I'm absurd with, (I'm absurd with) the words I nerd with

(Words I nerd with) And put together like Lego blocks boy I'm a wordsmith

You can't copy me (you can't copy me) it's never been easy to put someone like me

Inside of an inkjet printer and make the exact same spitter

And I'm good at sign language when I give the middle finger you will know that

What I'm saying to you is deafening don't even step-up start back peddling (start back peddling)

I am heaven-sent with my devilish thoughts that I produce

Boy I got the juice call me Omar Epps I got confidence exuding from my chest

Every single breath that I have to breathe I will give my best

Even when I'm gone I'll be fresh to death I will be that way even in the flesh

I say what I want I can have a potty mouth like Samuel L. Jackson (flush it)

My advice to you is to keep your mouth closed if you don't want action (hush it)

I hail from the wolverine state, but my name is not Hugh Jackman

I will X men right off tracks cause I know they don't have passion

Don't bring racket like Novak Djokovic I will serve you with heat that oven mitts

Cannot help you with and if you think I'm talking bout guns you are a stupid bitch

Rap is more than that, no need for me to talk about a trap

I am not a mouse I will leave no doubt like I'm Tom Dumont I'm a rap savant

If you roam without bars then tell me why you have a cellphone

Not one soul will get the signal you're trying to put out you can get the hell on

I'm the bane of your existence, call me Bruce Wayne

I want cream so call me Wu-Tang, and I'm gone kick shit just like Liu Kang

If I tell you, (If I tell you) that I'm a wordsmith (That I'm a wordsmith)

Then you should know off rip I can drop hotlines like bird shit

(Lines like bird shit) And I'm absurd with, (I'm absurd with) the words I nerd with

(Words I nerd with) And put together like Lego blocks boy I'm a wordsmith