Well all I've got is my tongue   An esophagus and two lungs   Skeletal system plus muscle tissue and I'm done   I'm through, I'm finished feeding frivolous thoughts   To my overtaxed central nervous system stretched taut   Tighter than a tiger's tooth   Tucked into a pale face   Hunter from a foreign land   Strapped with just case after case   Of ammunition and litigational research   Search again my friend I just can't be hurt      You can wreck my spirit and kill my soul   But then I'll check my spirit then spill my soul   And when I pick it up you better go go go   Cause you never know when you're gonna come   In contact with a rapper   Who can't afford to keep the crapper   Stocked with rock pepper   I ain't talking about that yellow pepper, red pepper, green pepper   All the same paper, people   Put your fuckin' brain in the mix   Just askin' for about five minutes   to hit you with the b-b-b-beatbox shit   But I'm only flesh and blood and bones and balls and skin   and hair and white cell waterfalls      Yeah, this invader's a nuisance   Dermato fibro sarcoma protuberance      Man fuck it, I'm payin' this dude to cut it   And I hope he cuts deep   Cause I got fat scars to beat   Just a needle in the back, it's back to business   9 to 5 service, sacrifice      Witness this, witness that   An MC who's not afraid to spit back   Witness this, witness that   An MC who lays it down man just like that      Witness this, witness that   An MC who's not afraid to spit back   Witness this, witness that   An MC who lays it down man just like that         Well I've been waitin' a long time   Just to get this off my mind   Rhymes stuck in my throat like   Warm milk in seven nine      Find new new woman's waist to intertwine   And find my body with the best lines   Cut from the script of good times   Take that as a sign like the artist   Times change now the softest MC's hardest   On me, the AHP?      We doubt regardless   That what we feel fuels flows that regard us      Say that bitch   And then you close and you switch   Confessions   Speaking of confession with your priest-like shit   I just can't compete with this   Don't even seek this   Try to beat this   Well stop tryin   Twenty hail marys and a splash of holy water   Won't save you from the Eastlake-stalking firestarter      It's hard to   Admit the way I flow this vibe at you   Lodges if you try to grab it   But it dodges ya      You rappers fill your flows with hodgepodge   Spice it up with sewage   Rhymes so old you need embalming fluids   Who is the do-do-do this   Do-do-do delivering diatribes mocking   Mile high piles of MCs comitting suicide      A bunch of illiterate, innocent, and insignificant little fools   Who could fail to, fail to, fail to man they fail to      Witness this, witness that   An MC who's not afraid to spit back   Witness this, witness that   An MC who lays it down man just like that      Witness this, witness that   An MC who's not afraid to spit back   Witness this, witness that   An MC who lays it down man just like that      Like that.   An MC who lays it down man just like that.