Digging deep in the ruins of the tombs

Doom and gloom perfume the dark rooms

Ancient scripture, scribbled pictures, and hieroglyphic figures

My torchlight flickers revealing a plot that's thicker

Digging deep in the ruins of the tombs

Doom and gloom perfume the dark rooms

Ancient scripture, scribbled pictures, and hieroglyphic figures

My torchlight flickers revealing a plot that's thicker

A long time ago a prophecy foretold

A boy would flow like nobody ever did before

But now it's time for the truth to be spoken

Today the boy has been chosen

His moniker Mellow Q murderous microphone meddler

Defeats competitors collecting mics on the regular

The chester M.C. heckler, the reckoner

Poems penetrating through your membrane to the molecular

He kicks it cool when he walks in the room

The girls drool when they bumping his tunes

He reflect the sun like the moon

Lick the honey that drips from his spoon

It's medicine that'll fill you up like a balloon

An Aquarius giving water from up in the clouds

He proud to do it so he thunders in to make it loud

Yeah, I said it and I don't regret it I'll say it again

Mellow Q the best with the motherfucking pen

Digging deep in the ruins of the tombs

Doom and gloom perfume the dark rooms

Ancient scripture, scribbled pictures, and hieroglyphic figures

My torchlight flickers revealing a plot that's thicker

Digging deep in the ruins of the tombs

Doom and gloom perfume the dark rooms

Ancient scripture, scribbled pictures, and hieroglyphic figures

My torchlight flickers revealing a plot that's thicker

Blessed with the vision of Aphrodite, beauty is what excites me

But it's misty and foggy eyes can turn things risky

It's getting ugly in here, wash it down with a beer

There's no need to fear if you steer clear of

My verbal, my words are hurtful

Hurt folks who choke when they come too close to the microphone

It's radioactive leave it alone

Pack up your shit and head the fuck home

I am the raven with the wisdom

Poison darts from my tongue that take apart kingdoms

Motherfucker run

Things are getting real bad son

Not just for you, for everyone

I'm changing the seasons, sub-zero degrees leaving M.C.'s freezing

Let the cool breeze ease in

It's getting easier and easier

These Chuck E. Cheese rappers getting cheesier and cheesier

Digging deep in the ruins of the tombs

Doom and gloom perfume the dark rooms

Ancient scripture, scribbled pictures, and hieroglyphic figures

My torchlight flickers revealing a plot that's thicker

Digging deep in the ruins of the tombs

Doom and gloom perfume the dark rooms

Ancient scripture, scribbled pictures, and hieroglyphic figures

My torchlight flickers revealing a plot that's thicker

Creating life through destruction that's my function

The funk I spit will change your third eye's perception

The next direction is where I'm wrecking

Weaklings who speak weak things with wack rhyme schemes

Take a look at me I'm hella raw son, steady flossing

Burning through tracks call it an act of arson

Deciphering drums, decoding rhythms as I cipher to them

Inhaling bass through the lungs, high off the groove of the one

I am a child of the stars can't you see my glow

It shines bright and travels far all around the globe

Aerial sight, I see things from above

Eagle eyed, but I fly with the grace of a dove

I'm putting back on my gloves so I can cut apart your heart

Like a surgeon serving many men when I'm going in

With precision my scalpel is closing in

To break open your skin putting your life to an end