These ears, thru years, have heard
Cries via eyes, shears is the word
Cuts, ruts, sluts, smuts, putz

All around-gluts All around such
As these, occupy cheese
Grow, no go, so vertical freeze
Temple dirt, dust on the floor
Window block, black rocks on the shore
Perm germs stains remains firm
Pane and Frame proclaim a lame term
Dunce does dance Deserves no chance
His half-step, hurry up offense cramps on up

Gabs on the globe and foretold prophecies
You sweat, I bet, so bring your hypothesis
Still I grab the mic and say
“Throw the files of old away”
I tell on the one, who runs from the Sun
I like the way my victories begun
I crack a smile, crack a grin and crack laughs
Crack the case and place an autograph
I drop bombs on the plans of the evil man
They demand my head 'cause my head they can't stand
Bringing boils to the body who's party I foil
I toil to spoil their bacardi with oil
Grease, unleashed in arterial walls
Got the know how now and the goat by the balls
Tengo fire and desire I spew volcanic
Panic and Manic the opposition gets frantic

These ears, thru years, have heard
Cries via eyes, pain is the word
When these, drop to their knees
Some say “please” Some continue their season
Teasin, believin the myth that they're leadin
When it comes to the power of my rhyme
There's no treason
To much eat ingredients get
More like a vice not nice to upset
Your door in which you pour