Jesus, the beat is cut in pieces like pizzas
When he grab the mic deez nuts said "please squeeze us"
He told em "hold up, after the punchline"
Single file rappers with dull rhymes and ugly shines
In the ring with the frizzy bearded grizzly bear
He win the thing with an exquisite rare dizzy stare
Gimme here, I'll show ya'll how to do it right
When he put the mask on he screw it tight, it's stupid light
True story, you can ask Uncle Nu

Dreams the heat beam is like a laser level
Aim it til it straightens out, do your best to graze the devil
Bass and treble peakin' make sure, they're even
Be faking more and he break your jaw and teeth in
Leave 'em creeping no time for weeping and grieving
Deep in breathing, keeping on believing it don't matter
Honing on the data, in the zone, zoning on the microphone chatter
Batter, swing! That's the thing he's known better for
Worser than the casualties in the metaphor wars
Forget your applause, bet- pause
Answer me these questions three to get across
Who's the boss? What size are those shoes of yours?
We the wrong crew to cross, true or false?
Don't look at him, ask Uncle Nu