Rain from the heavens
I'm ready to bang with the legends
My brain sustained with a message
It says "Today is a blessing"
Clash of the titans, Titanium
Packing the mic with uranium
Stacked to the heigh of an elephant, strapped with relevant weapons
That next attract to your cranium
Banging em'
I ain't saying I'm sick
I'm deader than doornails
And i'm ready to set my staple in
Don't mean the kind the paper's in
Pesos, pounds, and USD
Curren$y is new to me, and jet life it soon to be
Don't call me by my government
Call it as you see it
And I'm holding up a mirror so you see I'm on some other shit
In other words, some other chick
Called me on my cellular, device it's nice I'm lovin it but I can't keep on
Telling her
That she can't get a dollar out of me just like a Coinstar
Pull up in a G-35 I won the coin toss
Run up in ya building you can't get the red point off
Your body won't be leaving in one piece just like a loincloth
Sick with it, Vomit
Rappers choke, and need the Heimlich
Like they're speed eating their Ramen
If it's beef, they wanna find it
But see this ain't nothing common, I'm rhyming with odd timing and
Violence see, I'm blowing away this profit till I'm gone like Haley's Comet
Evil Kanevil, on beats I get lethal with people
It's either me or the sequel, out for the ring like I'm chiefing with
Smeagol
Peep through the peephole, I'm seeing the many peoples
But their evil, they'll eat you and beat you with persistence and meet you
So Tagalong, you can be the tagalong
How many racks you made, I'm saying A.D. like it's babylon
Haters never sleeping on me like their only mattress gone
Fake friends all they used to do is make up like it's avalon
But pockets fat as mastadons
Mastered craft in half as long
You got tracks your average on
You babble on it's whack and done
How long can he go
Oh sir, how long can he go?
Man, I used to run cross country, treat this track just like a marathon
I could go forever
I control the weather
I said i've been through inferno
I ain't talking Culpepper
And you won't get that line, like HQ cocaine
Mama told me gotta keep on growing like use Rogaine
I'm too ahead of you lames
You should forfeit your game
You ain't half as nice as me
Salutations to you dames
Pull up on the scene
Feeling hella deranged
If you ain't get the picture then we knock em outta the frame
Now allow me to kick it up
See me in cities all over the world and I'm chilling with women
It's prolly your girl and it's over if she takes me back to the crib
Then magic is boutta be happening kid
Laugh at these rappers who thinking they're hot or they're thinking
They cold or whatever it is, but I'm damaging factors, a lyrical
Raptor I'm grabbing and snatching a pack of these kids

FASTER

Then it's gone pop
In a little bit of venomous medicine, relevant it ain't never gone stop
Till I'm in the grave, till I get it played, till I'm making
Motor money 'cause I could never get a raise
Never could I ever get a minute to be anything, but better than a veteran
To
Get up on my game
Need Excederin to battle with an elephant, I feel the need to do it better,
Then I gotta meddle with their brains