I'm like batman, I'm glad man, I swing my boomerang

clock stetsons ­­ heads on ­­ catch attention

grab retired mc's their pensions

dimension ­­ suspension, switch a button

head runs like an engine ­­ should I mention

brain excites after few grand donation - ovation

brain ignites like benzedrine

dieseloil, slick to be coil, foil

spittin' rhymes like a gargoyle

mccoy all, destroy all who try to soil

my ground, path, space, even my zone

the clone - the one who rocks his mouth proud, soon sucks a syphon

laxative, crap the shit, hyperactive for the bowels

baby mc's should be clean ­­ here's the towel

diaper, 'cos I'm hyper ­­ plus I'm the babysit

what time is it - time to refresh kid - my wit, you bit

my funky cuckoo crap - runs outta your ass kid - shit

smell scents, whack mc's' fragrance

heap of waste, crap-mc jams





take a pick, take a style if you dare

'cos I'm prepared for metaphore warfare





stunner to the crumb-bun, I'm like a plumber

pull yo brainplug, flow down the lump

tumor, bummer, diseased cells make you lumber

infect your humor, call my number

again - the man - wit pepjam, medicine, anacin

vitamin - penicillin

pencil-push bacteria, you can't skill 'em

local rapeteria for topbillin'

slobbin' - nil and - timekillin'

for caterpillarin' - my rap caters like plants

rap insects build eggs to propagate

to a butterfly phase to flaunt beauty

wings fully detailed, all surrogate for

your lyrics, but you forgot to wipe the booty

moody ­­ I'm not ­­ sting like a bee on gerry cooney

hocus pocus - styles to pick the one to whose bogus I

focus my antenna, I'm gonna plague your dome like locust

mentis - hench this - you like beans and cabbage

the ambitions so nutritious ­­ so call me beast or savage

your style is poor, hard to score, against the carnivore

you got beef ready ­­ plus be steady on a metaphore





take a pick, take a style if you dare

'cos I'm prepared for metaphore warfare