[Verse 1]
You wanna see me, pull your cash out
The world don’t wanna see me lash out
OD those sleeping pills, still ripped after I passed out
You optically see what a perfect verbal model be
I’m like a drug now so pharmacies wanna bottle me
If K-Rino spit it, admit it, trick, it’s gotta be wicked
I list rappers names and scratch ‘em off like lottery tickets
I’m the real wizard that Dorothy and them wanted to see
My brain temperature at birth was 203
They say I’m deeper now, that’s how strong my game got
I’m so far out there that I’m right back in the same spot
Figured it out while I dropped a stigmatism
I got a rhyme for every existed microscopic organism
I can take what y’all bringing at me
I ain’t crazy, I’m ducking ‘cause the ghost of rappers I killed was swinging at me
See my vocal cords can stop a train
I strain and pop a vein, trust me, I can drown you with a drop of rain

[Chorus]
Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme
Or add flow from another time
The whole universe is in my mind
Sixteen murders in every line

Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme
Or add flow from another time
The whole universe is in my mind
Sixteen murders in every line
[Verse 2]
If you ever read my resume
You’ll see I’m capable of switching tomorrow out with yesterday
Your lack of skill made me crack the [?]
When it comes to winning, we couldn’t count on you if you was a calculator
I got dark thoughts so my mind is black
Stared at the beat for three minutes, when they played it back, my rhyme was on the track
I see the platinum pieces you collected
But fool, I’ll hook a chain up to the earth and wear a planet around my neck
Mama said never let a fool beat ya
I’m a cool preacher, you couldn’t test me if you was my school teacher
Concocting ten flows that pollute minds like putting toxin in
My touch is strong enough to leave fingerprints on oxygen
What’s the approximate number of blocks I hit?
Like Glocks, I spit buckshot, toxic shit I got a box of it
I took his life with intellectual karate
Dumped him in three feet of water and they still couldn’t find his body

[Chorus]
Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme
Or add flow from another time
The whole universe is in my mind
Sixteen murders in every line

Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme
Or add flow from another time
The whole universe is in my mind
Sixteen murders in every line
[Verse 3]
I’ll release a rough sounding note
Tell the truth when you hear me rapping, feels like it’s a hand around your throat
The way I kill rappers is beautiful
Scare you so bad that you won’t even show up to your own funeral
Thoughts of me losing are outlandish
I wasn’t born, a artist drew me, when he finished, I walked up off the canvas
I shoot chemicals into your main vein
You could sit next to me on a flight and still wouldn’t be on the same plane
Forget the body, man, I gots to shoot hands
I make haters spread more often than a prostitute’s legs
My vocabulary burns skin and kills your nerves
Beat you with my rap book to make sure that you feel my words
I make the simple things in life seem confusing
They found out my flow was the supplement Barry Bonds was using
In this last line I’m ‘bout to spit, that’s what did it
Matter fact, the line is so cold, I ain’t gon’ even much spit it

[Chorus]
Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme
Or add flow from another time
The whole universe is in my mind
Sixteen murders in every line

Here I go, I’m ‘bout to spit another rhyme
Or add flow from another time
The whole universe is in my mind
Sixteen murders in every line