[verse 1] *acapella*
Yo yo yo
Now aint nobody fuckin wit the mastermind
Im like einstein, a hundred and fifty times magnified
Nickel and teslin, jon von neuman
All wrapped up in the body in one human
I rhyme the tightest, shine the brightest
I blind the optic fibers in anybodys iris
When it comes to rappin, Ill smash your ass
Whether you latin, black or anglo-saxon
Ill smack you wit a backhand
That crack your back like chiropractors after lookin at your catscan
In between albums, Ive become a masked man like batman
And stalk my own rap fans
Im like a madman fightin a war
Throwin lightning rods, swingin lightning swords
Blow you away wit a force thatll leave your body lost
Gone, nothin to mourn, nothin to do a autopsy on
I rock till I cant rock no more
Till I cant get no mothafuckin props no more
Till they boo me on stage when Im out on tour
Till 2000 b.c. aint hot no more
Im a dragon wit the head of a lion, jaws be like saws grindin
Claws rip through walls of cast iron
I slap fire outta hoodlum, pull out steel and start shootin
I clap iron like duke nukeum
Try to attack bis, you get your face stomped
Flatter than a compact disc wit black timbs
Flatter than a yankee baseball cap rim
Flatter than the knife *jigga* stabbed un wit

[chorus]
If you the first nigga that laugh
Ill blow you in half
The first nigga to talk trash
Ima blow you in half
The first nigga to show your ass
Ill blow you in half
The first timell be your last
Cuz ima blow you in half

[verse 2]
Yo check it *beat comes in*
I destroy your whole city block when Im ready to rock
Blow the speaker box, magnetically shielded or not
Magnetically energy poppin gates of radio waves
Oscilate lyrics and beats copulate to pop your tape
Manipulatin space in large proportions
Millions of brain organs get lost when I start talkin
About shit like supernatural forces
Gnomes and theories and superstring theories
Most of you mothafuckers barely
Even understand the english language, much less think clearly
When I die, will I go to heaven or hell
Or will I end up in a place called the van allen belt
I researched my roots, lookin for proof
The best place to hide a lie is between two truths
The aftermath of a nuclear blast
When the average death sentence becomes a dead paragraph
I dig a 5 by 9 rectangle in the grass
Reach your epitab and bury your ass
As the coffin gets lowered into the ground slowly
Ill sing all of your greatest hits, oldies on karaoke

Chorus 2x