yo peep the knowledge, sun you fake flows like broken faucets....
ayo, ayo, the meaning of mi·rac·u·lous states you should be able to work miracles
but you had to change ya shit to melraculou$ cuz you only heard peer w/ boos
mouth pieces to merge lyricals, and i'mma break ya down untill ya spiritual
put "the gawd's" fear in you, make sure ya get a witness, fuk, even let 'em cheer for you
you fakers gotta be swifter w/ the wordplay to knock a real emcee loose from balance
i got a slight wind from ya verse, but i still stand on my podium, stable...unchallenged
some say i keep these new rap pussies in check, hey, my flow's cunt manage
but the stream of herbs entering the battle forum is over standards, pop's tired from giving sun damage
so sick with mine ya might need a tums sandwich, you know i won dammit
just go back to developing a style cuz like them bathing apes, ya need fly patterns to sell the gorilla sound
this ain't my first time at raps, kid, I've scripted a million down,
free'd a thousand rounds, and left battlegrounds looking like shit in Godzilla's town
yeah, i know ya ass can feel it now like forcing out excrement when ya hemorrhoids are still around
we not of the same rhyme nature, i write and speak incite while you waste lines on paper
you know what? why don't ya just admit it's time to pay up
you called peace out, now like the UN, i need to see a white flag before we make up
you got dicked so hard by this verbal rape, that maybe ya next exchange will stay up
