Hey!

I only play the games that I win at

And stay the same with more rhymes

Than there's ways to skin cats

As a matter of fact, let me rephrase

With more rhymes and ways

To fillet felines these days

Watch the path of the black one

Super villain, he wrecks clubs for dell

In a drunken stupor chillin'

Ready and willin' to inadvertently foil

That plan of any rhymer, whiner or spoil brat

Who got more snottier flows than snotty nose

And holds mics like he knows karate body blows

Nobody knows the trouble I see

From the MPV fly dirty

Tailin' the bubble eye thirty

For the record this is some shit

I just thought of y'all

Science fiction that's not admissible

In no court of law

I live to rock mics 3D

The only reason I seek to stop to snuff the TV

I heard beats, they sound like karaoke

With monkey rhymers on a leash

Like don't have this fairy choke me

Hit 'em with a penny so we can get these peanuts

And I thought we was nuts, I used to get free cuts

They locked Lex Luthor up in green heaven

Since when? A **** never really been too clean shaven

Misbehavin' rap stars need misstatement

Call me mista' bent

I'm at where your sister went

Intelligent, used to write and be well spoke

Now all a **** want to do

Is fight and sell, tell a joke

This could lead to catastrophe

'Bout to stop the violence right after

These last three shots from the black

Bat got me at headlock

Holdin' on the sanity while stranded at dreadlock

She told me get off, I said

Bitch, let me set this shit off

So I could get rich right quick

Then it hit me like the point of intoxication

**** come out and rock this nation like oxifacen

A lot of **** out is rusty like oxidation

In the world's strangest most dangerous occupation

But you could do it

You the super like in your building

Villain like trife kingdom wear and all my children

Plottin' and it sure to pay ends

With some real mature women and some more of their friends

And when bad men roll tight, it's actual true

Like a pack of big bamboo with natural glue

Who grip necks of Becks to triple X

He just came before D followed, the ripple effects

And it'l lead you right to him

Oh snap, it seems you walked into a trap, do wrap

Zoinks, this place is filled with pretender willies

One false move and get broke off like end of Phillies

True believers ain't nothing new to a

Crook with special powers

Like how to tell the future uh uh

Rhyme of the month two page long

Bustin' off two gages with my cake gone wrong

Son it's on, remind me of a Raekwon tape song

With a fleet of super bad status rae dawn chong

Let me know if y'alls with me y'all

National and geographic down to the titty bar

Rap monster outer city y'all

To all my brothers who is doing unsettling bids

You could have got away

If it was not for them meddling kids