Oh yeah, real type of shit we need is(h)

This heatish, real type of shit we need is(h)

(yeah yeah) Believe this, this heatish

Real type of shit we need is(h)

Yea! I'm super colossal

I'll DDT any Randy Savage acting Macho

Watch yo' nostrils burn from the toxic germ when I talk superb

Stronger than Cyclops' optic nerve, you didn't thought so?

You just passed a paint brush to Picasso

I move like a bullet shot from a .50 caliber Glock

So challenge me not, I'm liable to drop flows

And OH! they know my skills

Fire swept through your dialect like the oakland hills

And it's smokin still it's everlasting

They're saying "O", that's overkill

CHILL! Roll a Phill control the Bill Bixby in me

'Fore I blow this building up

Ughhh. Damn I'm swerving!

Puffing on a magic wand like I was Merlin

Picture that, beanie look like a magician hat

Kicking back with a sack blowing clouds of herb in

Just thinking to myself about linking up my wealth

And developing my physical and mental (That's Real)

I make G's wit a pencil, expand exponentially

I gots to tell 'em what I been through

Weed mixed with Hash mixed with Kief

Believe this, this heatish

Real type of shit we need is(h)

Persian to French, Swedish to Portuguese

Words hittin overseas

You gots to believe this

I'm a emphatic, rap-phatic

Cinematic syntactics

Inhabit when the black magnet attract magic

Disperse curses, repel spells, and tell tales

My literary achievements

Rock your body of rejects and cause solar events

This psycho-kinetic flux when I touch the mic

Get rappers caught up in a crux tonight

I bust with an exuberant; I lust for life

Maneuver within the groove and get BUCKS for what I write

Take a stroll down lover's lane

And get beat to a pulp by my suckers' slang

I'm vulgar, vain

Glorious and obnoxious when I rock shit, get toxic

Profound and profane I hock spit

Ignite and blow up like propane under pressure it's no thang

For me to wipe out your kind like the dinosaurs

Swinging my grammar like the hammer of the Mighty Thor

Crushing percussion with this discussion I'm thrusting forth

To get these motherfuckers off my nuts it's nothin

Who we be? Eyes times three

Keep it heatish, real type of shit we need is(h)

Weed mixed with Hash mixed with Kief

Believe this, this heatish

Real type of shit we need is(h)

One of them cats that you won't find easy to persuade

Catch me with a group of babes, stunting like super Dave (HA)

In an Escalade

But who could save hip-hop when the music's made? (Hiero)

You look confused

Try to take a step in my shoes

You couldn't touch aim or bust the weapon I use

You get crushed

Ice, to slush, to bum rush

Twenty of us that all rhyme plush (all of us)

I heard that hit you got, and that whip you caught tight

But in Oakland, you get dropped right at the stop light

Stomped in the flow, by indigo Kenneth Cole reactions

To start a chemical reaction

Shot up, get 'em all, got up before we caught up

In some shit, that's how we brought up

A feather chaser, moving at the steady pace of a Indy-racer

Razor sharp art... Fantasia!

Fanatical finesse from flows filled with static

Combatted by the cats I let have it

A money magnet

Cas boogie prestigious believe this

We heatish real type a shit you needish

The meditative face, high times breed

We heatish real type a shit you needish

Persian to French Swedish to Portuguese

Words hittin' overseas gotsta believe this

Maximize third eyes

We heatish real type a shit you needish

Weed hash keef

Real type a shit we needish

Real type a shit you needish