(Verse One)
Top of the morning
I'm consistently high-scoring
Fly and sporting the latest haberdashery
I go first and then you're after me
Slide into my moccasins cause I don't mess with slippers
Don my bathrobe that's embroidered with the Big Dipper
To my left at large order the ring's picture
Which is befitting cause it felt like magic when the flows hit ya
If this were a major motion picture
The cast would have been Oscar recipients last winter
Minds are polished, collecting dust on a shelf
You look for the accolades and I do this for myself
I tell you its as tiring as carrying this heavyweight belt
I hear them asking "Who?" like a flock of pigeons
When my name is mentioned you'll find the force is strong with them
I'm so kung-fu like Tiger Palm and roundhouse kicks
And tell your girlfriend to stop surfing my profile pics

(Verse Two)
Hey, calm down calm down
I just stepped in!
And I be working hard for my paper like a Mexican
The Price is Right is behind me on the television
Which is ironic cause I don't get paid for these rhymes I'm spittin
This group of fellows are making tunes that are mellow
Craft bars from daybreak to sunset and my hand just got off the pillow
Catch me on the mic pajama pants and graphic-t
Tactfully conquering the game of lyrical mastery
Got me thinking, toast eggs or Pop-tarts?
Usually don't eat breakfast but they say it's good for my smarts
And Cheerios are good for the heart
And so is relieving stress through musical art
Yeah you got it on the nose, that's a reference to the shit we do
I'd be honestly surprised if this disc gets mixed reviews
Pardon the ego trippin, I untwist my bottle of Lipton and... sip
(Interlude)
Its a beautiful morning
Lemme keep goin

(Verse Three)
Top of the morning
Wine glass filled with Sunny-D's
Been a slow year, few crops on the money tree
Global warming is me, raising temp by 1 degree
Drawn to scale you're Meatwad and I'm Thunder Cleese
MCs should call themselves Captain Wack Sparrow
I'm on a journey expanding minds that are narrow
I'm precisely on beat, William Tell with an arrow
Wack MCs with no dinero, by now call me Pharaoh
I'm like calm down we at the local grocer
But they consider my rhymes hamburger meat to their kosher
Acting swole, I’m not afraid to whack a mole
When these rappers pop out the ground like gophers
Is game over
And that's a knee slapper
I'm a feet tapper and under-tree napper
And I kick it with these itty bitty kiddies who bang Nom frequently and rep us in their cities
For that I'm grateful, shouts out to our biggest fans
We will only get bigger when we release these jams
Speaking of which I need a topping for my toast slice
Links to the downloads excite I probably boast twice
The flows are nice
(Verse Four)
Some would say spectacular
How can these dudes rhyme on point with outstanding vernacular
Is attracting her to sing along and tap her toe
And when I'm feeling good I wake up and say hello
Top of the morning is my greeting when I see you feeding on cereal
Then I start bleating for eggs that need beating
I love 'em scrambled like the words that I ramble
And if the beat was missing my day would turn to shambles
And that's not a joke, words to the wise
If you like to keep your life don't stop a beat in front of these guys
Because outside I see blue sky and green grass
Damn, it's a shame I have to spend today in class