Yo yo yo, now ain't nobody fuckin' wit' the mastermind   I'm like Einstein, a hundred and fifty times magnified   Nicola Tesla an', Jon Von Neuman   All wrapped up in the body in one human      I rhyme the tightest, shine the brightest   I blind the optic fibers in anybody's iris   When it comes to rappin', I'll smash your ass   Whether you Latin, Black or Anglo-Saxon      I'll smack you wit' a backhand   That crack your back like chiropractors after lookin' at your catscan   In between albums, I've become a masked man like Batman   And stalk my own rap fans      I'm like a madman fightin' a war   Throwin' lightning rods, swingin' lightning swords   Blow you away wit a force that'll leave your body lost   Gone, nothin' to mourn, nothin' to do a autopsy on      I rock till I can't rock no more   Till I can't get no mothafuckin' props no more   Till they boo me on stage when I'm out on tour   Till 2000 B.C. ain't hot no more      I'm a dragon wit' the head of a lion, jaws be like saws grindin'   Claws rip through walls of cast iron   I slap fire outta hoodlum, pull out steel and start shootin'   I clap iron like Duke Nukeum      Try to attack 'Bis, you get your face stomped   Flatter than a compact disc wit' black Timbs   Flatter than a Yankee baseball cap rim   Flatter than the knife j**** stabbed un wit'      If you the first nigga that laugh, I'll blow you in half   The first nigga to talk trash, I'ma blow you in half   The first nigga to show your ass, I'll blow you in half   The first time'll be your last, 'cuz I'ma blow you in half      Yo check it, I destroy your whole city block when I'm ready to rock   Blow the speaker box, magnetically shielded or not   Magnetically energy poppin' gates of radio waves   Oscilate lyrics and beats copulate to pop your tape      Manipulatin' space in large proportions   Millions of brain organs get lost when I start talkin'   About shit like supernatural forces   Gnomes and theories and superstring theories      Most of you mothafuckers barely   Even understand the English language, much less think clearly   When I die, will I go to Heaven or Hell   Or will I end up in a place called the Van Allen Belt      I researched my roots, lookin' for proof   The best place to hide a lie is between two truths   The aftermath of a nuclear blast   When the average death sentence becomes a dead paragraph      I dig a 5 by 9 rectangle in the grass   Reach your Epitah and bury your ass   As the coffin gets lowered into the ground slowly   I'll sing all of your greatest hits, oldies on Karaoke      If you the first nigga that laugh, I'll blow you in half   The first nigga to talk trash, I'ma blow you in half   The first nigga to show your ass, I'll blow you in half   The first time'll be your last, 'cuz I'ma blow you in half      If you the first nigga that laugh, I'll blow you in half   The first nigga to talk trash, I'ma blow you in half   The first nigga to show your ass, I'll blow you in half   The first time'll be your last, 'cuz I'ma blow you in half