For the filthy mineral deposits in the lower left section of my thoughts,

I put myself on a pedestal and piss on you

Yo Yas... Bobby... Axel...



Every lyric's a spirit trapped in a mic leaving it haunted

So I drop it like my last breath left depended on it

You can trap me in a sound proof vocal booth or record me

I'm sicker than Aids patients that are involved in an orgy

I make you nervous

I was put on this planet for one purpose

To punish any man who walks on the earth's surface

A dangerous wordsmith prayin' for you to stop me

I can face the world like Kadafe, watch me

Yas and Bobby combination like fire and ice

I can have one time and send you back to your past life

Possessed by poltergeist, half ghost, half man

We keep this classic like KRS-One's battle with Shan



(chorus)

This is my world, my life just let me live it

This is my name, my time, sky's the limit

Ha, abracadabra, I wanna reach out and grab ya

They all fall down trying to climb Jakobz Ladder

This is my world, my life just let me live it

This is my name, my time, sky's the limit

Ha, abracadabra, I wanna reach out and grab ya

They all fall down trying to climb Jakobz Ladder



Eating so many psychotropics Mr. Hopeless sees flesh

Put a load in em ush into my face and tease death

Manic, depressive, depressed and I'm manic

Never been called a devil, and I'm really Satanic

Multiple personalities in different blooms

Semi-conscious half-naked sluts in feared rooms

Try em all on through percaset in the coke

After the weapon has smoked, digging the comp for the dope

Pushed the 318 TI and a dip CI to Vegas

Like a once whore then a pharmaceutical hiatus

Hit us all