[Verse One:]
I stagger in the gathering possessed by a patter-in
That be scatterin

Over the globe will my vocals be travellin
Unravellin my abdomen it's slime that's babblin
Grammatics that are masculine

I grab them in, verbally badgerin broads
I wish that Madelline, was back on Video LP
I went against all odds and got a even steven

Proceed to read and not believin everything I'm readin
But my brain was bleedin, needin feedin, and exercise
I didn't seek the best of buys, it's a lie to textualize

I !@#^yze where I rest my eyes
And chastise the best of guys with punchlines
I'm Nestle when it's Crunch-time

For your mind like one time
If poetry was #~!!@ I'd be sunshine
cause I deliver like the Sun-Times

Confined in once-mines on dumb rhymes I combine
I'm hype like I'm unsigned, my diet I unswine
Eatin beef sometimes I try to cut back on that %#@!

This rap %#@! is truly outta control
My style is too developed to be arrested
It's the freestyle, so now it's out on parole

They tried to hold my soul in a holding cell so I would sell
I bonded with a break and had enough to make bail
A misdemeanor fell on his knee for the jury

I asked No for his ID and the judge thought there was two of me
Motion for a recess to retest my fingerprints
They relinquished since, cause I was guilty in a sense

Verse Two:
I ride the rhythm like a Schwinn bike when in dim light
I use insight to enlight devices hit the skin tight

Words of wisdom wail from my windpipe
Imaginations in flight
I send light, like Ben's kite I've been bright

Get open like on gym nights
And in fights I send rights
Don't hook with skins my friends like

I spend nights up in !@()s
In spite I've been indicted as a freak of all trades
I got it made

I bathe in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in drums
Come from a tribe of bums
Hooked on negro and mums

Had to halt with the, malt liquor
Cause off the malt liquor I fought ^!$$%z
Now my speech is lost quicker

Cruisin Southside streets with no heat and no sticker
U Ak got my back and we don't get no thicker
U Ak got my back and we don't get no thicker

U Ak got my back and we don't now check it
I'm a hoe but not a hoe ^!$$%, ain't scared of no ^!$$%
But it's my turn to go I gotta go

And I'm gone with the storm