sNIKer, best know the name by now and that I go hard
Add an "s", I bite off rappers' heads with my candy bars
I'm a sorcerer, suck the water out bodies, put it back on mars

Chip placed in my dome by extraterrestrials in the stars
They tellin' me to beat these emcees with my fender strat guitar
They're twelve swings in, not even close to bein' up to par

With my skill level. step to me you'll get leveled
I put the pedal to the metal, rappers screaming, tea kettle
"Incredible" the way I make opponents vanish like "Violet"

So fly I've flown into another world, Langoliers pilot
Even Stephen King suggests that you should no try IT
Without a parachute 'cause you're dropping to where they float kid

One line'll destroy you, you're Andy's toys and I'm Sid
Grab all your underwear, open 'em up and check for skids
Because I am the ish, fresh stool on the instrumental

Do not step to me if you do not have all the fundamentals
Yes I'm new, but my skills are incremental with the pencil
Haters are essential, but I spit 'em out like shells of lentils

Out my dental, spittin' gallons of king cobra venom
Constrict 'em until they're the color of Levi denim
You know I get 'em, and chop 'em up, so "Hit Purée"

Pour in the whole alphabet and then out comes wordplay
Blindin' 'em with flash bangs, Charles comma Ray
This is not Shakespeare dude, know that I do not play

Still underground, trench warfare, nobody can see me
You'll have bruises from colliding like the colors of 3D
They're not taking a toll, don't need a "Pass" to make it "EZ"

Grabbin' Zeus' lightning bolt, and strike 'em down the middle, AC/DC
Believe Me