[Bigg Jus]
I swing boomerangs and murder air attacks
Blow out busted internet access info out your back
Clip cut you off I'm too advanced for your little cause
Pole position my verbal contact no life support
We'll maintain position lift off to ignition
Frequency feedback provide ammunition
The brain cells panic sell two tons of the IQ
When the energy starts to fornicate that's when I punch through
All type hard rock tracks that's hard to the max
It's spacey like mixing up angel dust and crack
Yo wait a God damned pagan minute, then pause on that
My styles the man like the Ku Klux Klan be from deep down south
Don't let one of these little emcees get lost on the wrong route
Catch a Mississippi Burning fuck that then catch an arson
Land mines, destruction, Far Rockaway to Carson
You couldn't locate my synthy format using LoJack
Bitch I'm all that
Scratch the bed numbers straight off your girls' back
In fact black the injection of my lethal status
Will ultimately break all beats down into antimatter
You couldn't hang if you was bit by a radioactive spider
I'm intrigued, your lackluster broken charted style
Is unkempt and wild causing mayhem
The battle rhymer mixed with tonic and El-P is fucking lethal
Like a African disease killer people
And it's true I'm messing with your whole crew till you're bogling
Cause your style is now off with a blast of the force
It's the classic underground styles of the urban masters
The Krazy Kings these thinking caps be sparking tags quick x4
It's been rated combustible
Computer animated T2
Winds up enzyme fractal poly-residue
When taking away what little time that I got
The mind view in energy oxen I pick the combination spot
