I make music with wondrous wicked word wizardrySpontaneous com-bust-in' of freakish techniques. You seeI pre-date the Predators and tongue-lash competitorsWith rhymes so divine you'd think I'm blessed as God's editorLayin' hype verses like hip hop commandmentsInsight advancements - create understandin'Cuz rap is a culture which brings solidarityto voices rarely heard so me & Doe composed a rarityPimpin' Cane Posse was the clique in the dayRocked crowds front to back jampacked to this dayAbsolutamente spectaculosoY miraculoso. Doe's no mentirosoWe spit the proof to your troops on a stoopOr back in the booth we the truth like Babe RuthWe? The originale's. You? Aboriginale's Nah, you alright we delight with the digitalBackground sounds astound like a symphonyProlifically politically sick with ill tendenciesOur destiny is to remain champeyonCan't knock the hustle from Brussels to the PantheonCan't be done ? an infinite improbabilityAd infinitum we expound on possibilitiesTo the populous over rare rhyme recitalsBeyond compare like a pair of jade idolsBut were never jaded. Our fans feel the energyLike solar, water, or battery-powered industriesWe make the whole world start listeningSo live your live right. Right there's the epiphanyWe bring a voice for true hip hop headsHip hop ain't dead so we ain't Dead HeadsRarely misled cuz we chose the right pathLeavin' haters slack-jawed and awed - Aww Yeah!!!