I'm packing a stack of attacks that smack your face
attract a pack of lackeys to tackle the rat race
Serve he rap game on a platter this natter makes me an ace
amazing grace, shooting outta my face
Stop trying defiantly to undermine
whats mine, just because it isn't your time
suing plying decrying my lines
Bitch your just jealous of the super sayain shine
withstand every blast built to last like a castle
stop being fickle when you want the pickle little rascal
Keep you on your metatarsals
partial to mysteries like Ms Marple
Write in my own league Agatha Christie
take your best shot, probably miss me
Got a sixth sense irresistibly twisty
expert timing never resist me.

I
Am the guy
That will fry
Your mind
with my rhymes
I am the one they call
the Un-G-MC
Do I promote myself?
Shamelessly

My flow slithers like a viper it's venom envelopes you
A silver that'll make you do Just what I'm telling you
Like Goat boy I ring the bell and then you be yelling ooh
I come to where you're dwelling for fucking or for felling you.
My mind is full of sex and violence dreams that I can't silence
I wanna break out, so I scream my head off in defiance
don't you dare doubt my will, it's harder than cast iron
heavy metal ringing out in the den of the lion
You think you got the mettle, to meddle in my business?
I disagree wholeheartedly so pucker up and kiss this.


ripping the tip off the battleship quick no slip when I'm ripping
slippery tipping the symmetry nipples are tripping
lip tricks are trickling difficult to stick to gripping
when I'm stripping the ship live life like theres no clipping
God Mode on. it's been on since my birth
A lifetime of tight rhymes and digging through the dirt
I've endured so much hurt forgive me for being curt
When I deface your base to time for red alert


Feels like I am just too dope to fuck with
There ain't nothing else, left to say
Best be hiding, best be be hiding away
Go, save yourself
Cos it feel like I am just too dope to fuck with