[Hook]
I, control planets in my hand with this rap shit
We, make solar systems disappear like a hat trick
See, what differentiate us is we don't lack shit
But, hey, display wackness, it's practice, this rap shit is
I, control planets in my hand with this rap shit
We, make solar systems disappear like a hat trick
See, what differentiate us is we don't lack shit
But, hey, display wackness, it's practice, this rap shit is
[Verse 1: Tek-nition]
Yo, let me show you how to rip lyrics and viciously murder the mic
Lyrics contained in DNA to bring my verses to life
My words stick to your scalp like a person with lice
You don't believe my poetry? Well, here's some words of advice
This poet's deep, plus the way that I be flowing is nice
You second guessing? Then it's obvious you know that I'm right
I've been a novelist before I had a flow and was tight
I wasn't dropping hits, I dropped bombs to blow up the mic
Like, a warfare, I'm lyrically moving y'all squares
If y'all there, I'mma show you my metaphor's rare
With biblical symbols on my umbilical cord
[?] war lord sentinel, enter your ventricles
With a long sword, disconnecting your tentacles
A visual hardcore, criminals think they spitting and y'all sway
Ya'll spitting dumb rhymes, busy imitating my punchlines
Stop riding my dick cause you covered with bubblegum rhymes
Y'all need to stop that, could never top that
Where I'm from, niggas like you would stand in cyphers and would not rap
Holy shit, I'm defying gravity like I'm Morpheus
Mind create dimensions with a millions planets that's orbiting
[Hook]
I, control planets in my hand with this rap shit
We, make solar systems disappear like a hat trick
See, what differentiate us is we don't lack shit
But, hey, display wackness, it's practice, this rap shit is
I, control planets in my hand with this rap shit
We, make solar systems disappear like a hat trick
See, what differentiate us is we don't lack shit
But, hey, display wackness, it's practice, this rap shit is
[Verse 2: Hex One]
You niggas better cut the fronting 'fore I try your chin
My flows will fry your skin, and make your body absorb this fire like vitamin
You faggot clones get dragged and thrown in the lion's den
For trying to battle this violent rhyming Leviathan
This shit is deep, son, I'm raping the beat
Faking to sleep, I'll have your sheets baking in heat
Faking defeat, for your team, I'm making them meat
Take it as weak? I'll have your teeth scraping the street
You bitches real as dykes, my clique's elite just like the British rites
My killers' strife, your men are timid mice soon as the menace strikes
Soon as I finish fights, so, take a hike, don't test my limits twice
And ask your friend give you kin advice, I've always been this nice
So, give us mics, we finna shine like we invented lights
And leave your afterlife diminished like you pricks offended Christ
For when it strikes, my clique ascetic like Dominic whites
So try to bite my shit, you'll be in clinics for extended nights
You meet defeat to this, it ain't no secret
Yo, my fleet, we is the illest viral agents on the petrie dish
And spray with ether mist, ignite a flame and make your speaker's crisp
We bang you snakes until your face is featureless
Your music never felt right, oh, you say you busting shells, right?
You mean at night you walk and crush some snails, right?
I'll have you tucking in your tail cause you frail, you can tell right?
Yo, let me tell them what they smell like, like pussy
[Hook]
I, control planets in my hand with this rap shit
We, make solar systems disappear like a hat trick
See, what differentiate us is we don't lack shit
But, hey, display wackness, it's practice, this rap shit is
I, control planets in my hand with this rap shit
We, make solar systems disappear like a hat trick
See, what differentiate us is we don't lack shit
But, hey, display wackness, it's practice, this rap shit is
