I'm the bastard, the total package like Lex Luger   Pull a sting like a yellow jacket makin' maneuvers   Through the slums nigga, Iron Lung, Ladies and Gentlemen   Welcome to my torture chamber pen and the pendulum   Foul play year T2000 be Judgement Day   Face millennium hell to pay   My knuckles soft from the star wars of han solo   South paw, ring your bell like it's Quasimodo, what is the law?   Stay hardcore, my clan logo, move too quick to catch a photo      Jettin' on land like jet motto, now we Lord on the conduit?   These niggaz actin' like they've been through it   As if the hardcore to the truest   I can't lose like Parker Lewis   Set in my ways   Got you corny niggaz askin' who is Johnny Blaze   Get a late pass stinkin' ass sucker ass   Now you sufferin' like succotash   While Johnny Cash, makin' moves on your moneybags      I'm strict lovin', stickin' hundreds in your honeys ass   My verbal bucket in the background   Holdin' me down, watching these clowns   As they eyeballin' all day in the mind   Gettin' high y'all, put it on the sky fold   The night troll, rap infected, get the Lysol to disinfect it   You don't know me or my fuckin' method   That's the shit that made me tip   When I wrote a pitch, how many leech it?      Stapleton, the Wild West Park Hill, poor pitch man   Now Borne jungle nils one more game, hit me with   That shit they be smokin'   Got cali niggaz loc'in, New York niggaz open   John Hay phenomenon, the mega bomb   Transformed in a firearm like Megatron   You get stepped on and shit upon, I'ma stay calm   Knowin' brothers wanna do me harm   Shaolin' whylen what punks      We got love for those nigga who've love for us   Now go to your room