[Intro: Sheldon Plankton]
I call all the shots, rip all the spots
Rock all the rocks, cop all the drops

[Verse 1: Sheldon Plankton]
These homies be makin' frozen faces because you know they see the drip
I might staple the beat like a clip
I got a beautiful wifey and we're like two peas in a pod
I might attach my flow to the beat like a fishing rod
I might read my flow like a book
I might offer the beat some reliability like a nook

[Verse 2: Aw3som3 Alv1n]
These homies be formin' frozen faces because you understand they see the drip
I might pin the pulse like a clip
If one of my friends insult me then we might break the stick
My flow might be loose like a brick
I might foil the beat like a block
My flow might be sympathetic like a clock

[Outro: Aw3som3 Alv1n]
I might navigate the pulse like a car
My flow might be perceptible like a jar