Verse 1 (Sheisty Khrist) Enter raps Wolf Blitzer The wolf who spits over a litzer Legit, the first rapper to get the Pulitzer Their bars are torches, horses and morse code My bars are Porche's and courses in source code To enter my rap realm It's like tapping the sap trapped inside of the hem of a black elm Yeah, and while most can't see the light I read and write at the speed of light Though some say I paint a black picture Like Hitler with a black chick at a bar mitzva And this is Jack the Ripper I'm Jack Tripper smoking crack with a black stripper then he back flip her What I do is unfair, like Pun was here with huns, waving guns in the air I charge the skies of Zion I'm a lion recharged like light ion in ions Verse 2 (Zero Star) Rewind Era be that era that I come from Flow heavy weight with tipping scales it weigh like one ton Earthlings tried to shine on me, not blinding me with one sun One gun, one pun Make her 'til the drums run Since I was just a youngin' wilding out on motor speed bikes See like he's nice, higher than a bee's flight Wired to the matrix that y'all making this a G's life We fight every day they made just out to be trife I want to rule the world so I'm moving like a king do Married to the game between these words like in a ring too King who? All I want to do is write these words down Never will I stress, I feel like Brady when it's third down The word is the wordsmith be kicking like a goal now Plus I got that spirit you can hear it in my soul now Plus narley off that Marley like my dudes that live in So Cal I try to live in peace, I don't want beef I want the whole cow Verse 3 (Cas Metah) Every tape of mine aim to shape a sick design Take a move at mine I'm a make it with your spine Engrave eight in your back Aikmen in his prime If eight men in a line then it's eight men that I'm frying Be afraid, be very afraid, why? I'm on my Jeff Goldblum, making heads fly Never paid to be played on no station If SI on FM the DJ's a straight fan No question about who the best is I've been blessed since my conception My style's original, your styles are pigeon hold When I let the trigger blow you open like a centerfold Nobody eats me, like when dinner's cold My flow frozen like Minnesota winter snow Triple dog dare you Flick lick the pole But it's a kiss of death, Medusa's mistletoe, I'm the ultimate
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