The man of the hour, the man of the year, the man of the century

We're back to basics in spite of the hatred

We decided to make it till we became the greatest

I won't be mistaken

I'm keeping the pace man as I'm rapping back to basics

Back to basics

Who's rapping from the basement?

Now I'm out the cave man

Scribbled on the wall till the paint was chipping off

Then I lost my gall to give no fucks at all

Where did I go wrong?

I began to crawl

Felt that I would fall

You're unable to fathom the depths of my lyrical chasm

I'd be up late spazzing

My raps were panic attacks from seeing the cash evaporate

Like the happening

I should get on the mic

To start snapping again

I'm acting like my album

Can magically happen

Then I rekindle my passion

To slapping the tracks

In like I'm loading

A MAC-10 came back in

So fast

I broke the magnum

Like I'm busting a cap

In your ass then

Bitch sit down and

Take an aspirin

You're gonna die

From a lung collapsing

Catching your breath as I pass

Wind cuz my past wins

Are being passed when

I keep on lapping

Myself on a track then

I see to beating my raps

In so often

It's like I'm Batman and Robin

I'm jogging so fast

I flashed the team tobbagan

Your girl is slopping

My top and I done

Hurt my noggin

From all this jotting

And lyrical flaunting

I been constantly taunting my monsters

Keeping them haunted

Cause they hide when I stomping

I arose from a coffin off in

A spaceship and decided to get back to the basics came down

To earth to say shit and spit some flavor back into the tasteless

I stand to face it it's a disgrace when they think I'm faking

So I'm taking them back to the basics

Kinetically connected daring schemes

But apparently, you're like a pair of jeans

Tearing at my lettering, alphabetically afraid to think of me

As alpha B, E, T, I, C, ALL, Y

Cause I am "Psy", an extraterrestrial in the sky

Seeing all eyes, all lives, all lies

I leverage all my energy to overcome this lethargy

And spit so hectically you feel the full effect of me

I'm Palpatine in a limousine

No one's listening, just wants to hear the beats

Hoping to coddled, sparking lightning in a bottle

Clutch & hit the throttle, keeping all them in awe tho

Like a subatomic particle

Psy is kicking in some El dorados

Until they all know I will stomp any S.O.B. like a soprano

You seek and swallow, so don't blow your lead

Cause you wanna follow

My symptoms of inertia prevent me from going hollow

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