I'll dive inside your mind like a crazy Satanist
Brainwash your waves, and turn your $$# back into an Atheist
I don't get Karma, I make Karma get Karma

Strapped like a Suicide, Kamikaze bomber.
These rhymes are deadly, and my flow is ILL,
Have you achin' for more, like you slept without Vicodin Pills.

These MC's weight is measured in Teddy Grams,
The only head you get is the one touchin' yo hand.
I'm complex like the Pyramid you eat to,

I'll fill you up, and I don't mean about Nutrition food.
Cause too many bars I've done lined & ate/
Have you strung out on the floor like a spaghetti side plate/

I'll straight cut you like a C-Section acrossed,
I can make a crowd jump
But I don't even wear my %#@! Kris Cross

I got a history of moving quick like an Illusionist,
My life is a slick mystery,
not even Houdini can't escape this %#@!.

Man these whack rappers crack jokes worse than
Katt Williams the Comedian.
Your CD wouldn't get air time,

Even if you threw it out a speedin' van.