[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Lyrics still matter
FNX', what up, n***a?
Ow, let's go in

[Verse 1: Chino XL]
Something about Chino slurrers that is so compelling (Yeah)
My letters, the words cast spells, that's why they call it spelling
Out of my mind, I am every bit a multiple personality
I'm tryna follow myself right now on Twitter (Yeah)
Graduated high school from the third grade
'Cause I finished with perfect comprehension
Nine years of education in nine days
Amazing, it's critical
Scared that Paula Patton's trapped in a bathroom
Watching Robin Thicke videos (What?)
My face looked to form when I perform in a blood lake
'Til I pass out like a Cee-lo Green chloroform date
Half man apart, half old dog
Lorenz Tate stay higher than a christian-mingle-dot-com divorce rate
I'm Doctor Mengele in Auschwitz doing Christmas damage
I'm sick and I'm damaged, illest snake on this particular planet
Last Supper, Knights Templar, the home of the Mystic Grail
Demonic superhero, I could make a Christian Bale (That's Crazy)
I will not tolerate any unjust violation
I'm ill-tempered and I may attack and dismember without provocation (Get 'em)
I'm an ape that should be locked away
A sick fuck trying to coerce a verse, a nurse
So let me be the first one to fornicate (That's insane)
I'm great 'til I murder you unintentionally
Drug-tolerance high, I could use crystal meth recreationally
Lyrics die without my involvement
There's two type of M.C.'s: ones who listen to Chino and the ones that lie about it (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)
Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)
Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)
The 9th wonder of the world built by real rapper

[Verse 2: FNX]
Look, the syllable son is holding 'em like the sun exploded
When I spit, birds flyin' into windows 'cause I'm an omen (Woo)
Living legacy I'm like a bowman
Who probably shoot at you while riding atop of Pegasus
I'm a showman (Phoenix)
Murder opponents, takin' they dome and crushin' it as a bonus (Yeah)
Hang on my throne, a lyrical show, and puttin' it where the throne is
Crucify your family like the Romans
The'll punch you out with bare knuckles so hard that I created stones (Phoenix)
Family, I been gone, me and the boys are pinged on
[?] (Woo)
[?] rap will leave you N-bombed
Fusin' atomic nuclei, hit like a hydrogen bomb (Ahh)
Please tell me which team on it
I talk to a burning bush just to pour kerosene on it (Yeah)
A mega, infra-red beam on it
Then take a flight to the sun so I can rain gasoline on it (Phoenix)
This a killer beast morn, I'm like a Lycan 'cause I don't need a full moon for my beast form
Lyrically, I'll make your priest mourn
By setting the entire plate on fire so I can keep warm (Woo)
Rap super-villain, so you got a right to fear me
Mace saints on your soul, if you wanna siphon any
Beat trash MC's 'til their gray matter shows
Or kick them off the screen, just like battle foes
[Chorus]
Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)
Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)
Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)
The 9th wonder of the world built by real rapper


[Verse 3: Canibus]
7 billion created from one cell
Viva la vida in your heaven or your hell
As we unfold the untold tales behind the bell
Giant crystal pillars corked outta the vertebrae of the great lizard
The wizard of witness has no limit
A simple man constipated with evil yet every day
I keep it at bay, surrounded by incontinent people
I create hip-hop standards, full linguistic mechanics
I land as I stand, consistent my canvas, then promise language
Catatonic cannabis, I'm a tyrannosaurus who cut my teeth on granite
Gnawing the planet
Cold fire freezes the deep-voice demon breathing helium
Close encounter ingredient with no medium
Blood is a funky cologne with the viscosity of spongy bone
A hive mined inside honeycomb
Cake rocks hologram play the keys of sorrow man
If lyrics don't matter, what you rhyming for, fam?
Behave your biometrics fade, recognition medics, re-edit, kinetic, hermetics with human aesthetics
A frankenstein false flag, experiment gone bad
A lobster-boy jerkin' off with his claw hand
The pinball machine sound effects singing songs to ward off war
With epithets of prince penthol
Breakdance, beat box, my date will not
I swear lyrics still matter is the keys to the lock
(Heretic, heretic)
Hematoma hemorrhage, triple envelopment
They locked outside a tenement, never let 'em in
I'm awful comic, demonic, ultrasonic, could be bionic
Way above your pay grade, just bein' honest
You mutherfuckin' right my lyrics still matter
It's the greatest citadel ever built by a rapper