Spoken:   This is gonna be a little bit more menacing- check it out, check it out   you know, its cool if fools is on the vibe, but when they're not   you know what I'm saying... I mean      Imagine Lateef   Squaring off against MC Who-Gives-a-Fuck   And just give him the buck    So he can pass it type flow   Kind of passing no skills to speak of   Nor command and commend cause the truth he's bending   Lying like a wall to wall rug   In the ending he just be acting like your long lost friend   If you conversing try explaining it's a shame you don't spend   with meeting some type of famous person to be   Instead of brushing up on freestyle techniques   I see smiles appearing on faces that them they   peeping understand the truth I speak   Bave em unleash the shit is deep out six feet   Some seek security in sleep   Cause in they eyes tapping their heels talking about I know this ain't defeat   But it's only his own perception affected by misconception everyone else   detecting the self, deception chill tecks flex    It's ammunition for the lessons expressions off lookers grill shoot   Just whose skills it is in question   Told ya won't have to ask I kill without discretion at times   With interjections disrespecting when agitation with hesitation leaves room   The calculating the brother's decapitation   Heads must be basing, contemplating they could equal my station   I'm at some other elevation where revelations is commonplace   If it was just a drop of flavor you was tasting   Not a selection collection   I'd still be incinerating your extra sensory perception   Watch your third eye widen due to rough penetration