[Verse 1: King Geedorah]
One two one two one two one two
Geedorah write a rhyme in the time he hollow out a flask

Cracked a Guinness Stout with his teeth one time swallow the glass
A pain in the $$# to say the least
He came with many new techniques to slay the beast

While simultaneously saving the streets
Bombing and calming the savage with above average beats
Get the cabbage and the most lavish suites

Consummate marriages in between the middle of sheets
Provider of the vittles eats
Try to be the illest dad a kid'll meet

For the love of patter of little feets
It kinda get you right here don't it?
Mess with mine your life will be a nightmare won't it?

Left the 9 at home I hope my lady don't pawn it
Doggone it it ain't even got no serial number on it
For god sakes spare the god the heartache

Mentally scar a smart snake before he start to fake
They love to hate him on a certain level need him
Geedorah known to make a deal with the devil and beat him

Then proceed to sip a shot of vodka like methadone
The mic said to the headphone "We just want to be left alone
So we can get it on to a unknown metronome"

Don't worry will he get the zone
Crews best to get they chrome
Pay your overdue dues to King Geedorah better known

Getting grown trying to get on the mic
Instead it's blown
Too many freaks not enough circuses

Only a true geek could peep how much work this is
So put that in your blunt hole and puff it
Stunts at the gun so ya might as well stuff it

Or can it abandon ship I'll miss y'all
And if they insist beat 'em all like fistball
The news watch never stops

From the city it mocks "Who that on the idiot box?"
"Well if it ain't Geedorah alert the media
Maker of the beats that's a real hundred feeter

Sometimes he come through to let you know he see ya
Don't let him have to call Smog to head to toe graffiti ya"
Just flew in from Dallas and boy is my talons calloused

And what's a girl like you doing here amongst the island's foulest?
A cat in Wonderland who found Alice
Gee her with the flows by the gallon or the chalice

Everybody wilding out trying to be the wildest
And refuse to acknowledge why this %#@! is so childish
One two one two play I wonder what they do today

Besides repeat their choruses more times than Confucius say
And start too many songs with "Uh" or "Uhh"
Yeah I hear you soldier

I told ya like "No duh!"
It's King Geedorah the no $$# getter
Still qualify as a world class spitter

%#@! to %#@!ter write a rhyme in the night time
Make a beat taste like wine like I spiked mine
And I heard it through the mic line

That crews don't even write rhymes
And I hope that they get much better
Yes I do

I pledge that every day I rep
Know the ledge from every step
And I hope that they do get better

Yes I do

Geedorah known to stack flows back to back-to-back flows like

And now back to our show
In other news people had enough of them other crews
Up they dues snuff a fews cut a fuse


[Dialog]
Tape must be finished now what?