[Godfather Don]

The freaks stop frightenin'
Like the exorcist will hold onto your garlic
Cause next is dope man with a dope plan
Think about whether your whole band can understand the cold man
A rhythm of rap will do the mathamatical
Equate a state of great
Rates ya raps tragical
You wanna' bite off ya peers
And fightin' the deers
And writin' in dears like shears appear to sever your ears
Makin' contact takin' lines back
Breakin' compact discs in half creatin' a rhymes that flow
Like lava burn while it rolls then unfolds a whole turns to solid GOLD
Involuntary excellence
On a microphone
If you could bite the tone would you recite your own
Brainwaves went play seek mine
So make way as I invade weak minds
Apollo got the whole'a hype
Like a bowl of rice
Hot and steamin' and screamin' cause it's overpriced
This dope is like a lethel injection
And next in line you got beef
Who deflects the rhyme fulla' dopeness
Fulla' metaphors
That's why I wrote this yo
I'm feelin' better for it
You and your crew I'm fit to screw or fool or bust out the pestilence
With involuntary excellence

[Hook]

With involuntary excellence

[Godfather Don]

You get beat cause the rhymes are weak
Don't even speak for weeks until you reach the peak of greatness
Then come against the, lyrical miracle spiritual one spins the
Madness hot gramma'
Lyrical destruction
Bad as Zarana
Cynical eruption
A roach, ya outta' shell
Like ostrich ditches
You ever remain the same
The game is occupational hazard
So flash with caution
Or get waxed with a little distortion
A speech impairment insects ya can't rhyme
You need a sedative then next you chant time
You got your leg at the door
You're beggin' to explore metaphors that tore
In otherwords raw
To endure be sure and get storage more power
Don't bite and hit pause
You're like a tree brooklyn you never grow
Bite the dope with a little hope we'll never know
You are the first to master chronology
You keep fiending for the facts that come outta' me
You get it down pat, you wanna' rhyme that
'Caught up with the sound you bought you're gonna sound wack
Origination takes concentration
Manifestation from a nation on occasion
This sounds right, it sometimes sounds hype
But no, a war
One rhyme sounds like mine
So now I get pissed
Clear the stage cause next when I drop this
A lyrical master will bash ya and bruise you
Cause you abuse the style
Who asked you to use a technique
Tryin' to wreck beats
Step in this studio and get a deck each

[Hook]

Involuntary excellence

[Godfather Don]

My brain clicks like a quick trap
Brother better get back with that weak foundation beat
I got it goin' and sledge is slowin' the pace, your hole in your face is sittin' down patiently
You feel the effects of bottle of Becks, I'm ready to flex so tell me who's next so I can snap necks
I'm in a dope mode, and it's no holds barred
Sportin' Polo of course, the solos of a god of freestylin' broke all boundaries
You wasn't dope or laxed with the sound of me
More like cocaine, hype like heroine
Tore like no shame my fights never been
Lost like the apollo ya try to follow
Let the same man greet ya and teach ya
But nah though, it's a double feature with me as a peacher and you as a creature
Then I be reachin' incredible heights
So grab ahold of me
Squeeze tight cause what you write is too old to be
Drug through the universe
So wear your seatbelt
Cause I'm a jet and you can bet the weak melt
Fascination has to make your motivation, goes to make a revalation, tell the nation devastation has a face in degradation
I'll make a situation hot like fire
Burn like a bunson burner once in turn you might form a theory
But more that this takes, so come on hear me
Cause there's no mistakes

Involuntary excellence