In your old man voice
Yeah, a one two, a one two
For one two, for one two

For one two, for one two
For one two, for one two
Uh uh nothin' but rhymes its quite simple


Hey its what I create to eliminate the hate
Illuminate the night in the lightning

UFO sightings leave 'em unidentified
Steady I be getting high
You ain't got no herbal I'ma lend you mine

Its Doctor Octagon call him young phenomenon
I leave these rappers starving like its Ramadan
You are the wackest my style holographic

Had to put my city on the map %#@!
If you a fat kid go get active
If you a bad (*##$ then be a actress

Rap ease carnage, my family aint the Partrige
Hard tricks flawless, trapeze artists
Take my life and put it in a photo album

How much money do I got? I don't know who's countin'
Fake mutha$#&@a's round me I could do without them
You keepin' it a hundred I could use a thousand

I'm comin' now, call a truce
I got a lot but, not to lose
I'm the %#@! makin' hits call me Doctor Luke

And prescribing you a vibe for that awful mood
Why you sad all the time?
Jump off a roof

While I'm kicking it with Q-tip and Posdnuos
Tryna put me down well that's futile ooh child
Supernatural message got you spooked out

Believe in God but don't believe religion
Saying its the truth but never really listened
That's another conversation though

Walking on the pavement home find a way to go
Maybe one might take the word Robert Frost
Blowin' out steam but its all exhaust

We comin' for your dollars better call the cops
You want a war? we got a nuclear holocaust
Yo E how many bars is that

Is it enough to give these haters all heart attacks
I been writing on the paper
Gave me carpal tunnel

Couple billion people are they all gon' love you?
Hell no, hell no
I be grindin' though the rain, sleet, hail, snow