The damage is guaranteed to be maximum   The impact of the LP you recorded will be minimum   See those happy rappers played on the box regular   Forget 'em!   They ain't rough enough, they lack venom   I calculate, make my move   Annihilate, terminate those that you over rate   Serve them on a wax plate   And in case you got plans to aggravate   It feels great watching weaker rappers evaporate   Turn to steam, my self-esteem makes me great   World destruction rescued by our production!   Evolution through rap revolution   Air pollution, people in confusion   What's the solution?   Worldwide distribution   Mass hysteria, 2 superior warriors standing   Like giants, crushing the inferior   Recognized rebels waiting for the crowds to settle   I'm a mountain, you're a stone, a pebble   Miniature figure with a future as a gold digger   Digging your hole bigger   I grab the mic with vigor   You're predictable, I'm the bringer of lyrical miracles   On stage I never hold my testicles   Pulling the ace from the lower part of my sleeve   This was predicted in the days of Adam and Eve   For some it's real; for others it's hard to believe   Now that we're here it's plain to see the situation's sticky   Vocals are gritty   If I go I'll take you with me!   Analyze this, but still you couldn't fathom   Releasing the two on "Source" with the force of an atom   Devil's disciples burning in my empire   "Hit men For Hire" was a taster, feel the fire!   Animal instinct to help to keep me on my toes   Minds are exploded, ammunition loaded   Truly devoted to emceeing, this poet   With his mannerism blowing fools and suckers   Into oblivion, he ain't American, he's Armenian   Reigning terror!   Your whole existence an emcee   Was an error   Your records gather bacteria   Keep your distance!   We're known for displaying persistence   No nursery rhymes, no catchy hooks for instance   "Mirror, mirror!   Who's gonna survive the horror?"   "You will"   Thank you!   Sayonara   See you in 2094      When I return I'll be mechanical, half man, half animal   My chromosomes spread over my body structure   Internally, from now till eternity   We're emerging from the depths into the limelight   Casting a shadow on your persona, a full eclipse   The mic I carry inside of a case of a violin   I escaped from an emcee asylum   The simple aura of my presence breaks the silence   Sirens going off in an area filled with tyrants   In a 24,000 mile radius   Educated and raised by aliens, mad Iranians   My inspiration is my son, no question!   I hold the mic with a true grip