Verse 1
Realz jump in when I wanna and roll a double dutch/ break down beats from James Digger and now you double fucked/ You can feel the rhymes (rhymes) like I feel on bubble butts/ Realz flow thunderous/ Flip styles torturous/ yo/ script my socery / they like yo, whats the source of this/ try to break down my fortress break your body into portions/ and use separate coffins for each limb often/ itÕs just a ritual that you get lost in/ I go in/ Realz been rhyming since twelve in the golden era/ Hit LÕs spitting lines coming at cha like a golden propeller/ Chopping you up like mozzarella / you get tossed like a hot Baretta/ Hanna Barbara cartoon ass rappers/ Real goons will clap ya/ so you better mind your manners/ stop posing hard for the cameras/ I eat marijuana and shit Kush bars/ on my Tango and Cash shit/ donÕt get FUBAR / (thatÕs fucked up beyond all recognition)
Verse 2
Im too slick/ so you missed the maneuver/ yeah im the shit/ call me Mr. Manure / with a fist fulla Mooga($)/ yeah IÕm filthy like the sewer/ so when I grip the Ruger itÕll twist your Medulla like a fifth of Kahlua/ yeah thatÕs how its looking/ son you fish like tuna/ you better get to booking/ its your flesh on the Barbie/ on the grill cooking/ and ainÕt no good looking/ itÕs looking real slim/ so stay the fuck out my B.I. / and thatÕs a real gem/ get off my tip like T.I. / Realz get it in/ like my dick in your girl throat/ nuts on her chin/ pull my dick out/ bust on her friend/ Crme de la Crme/ Realz rock mics like punk rock/ with my nuts in your face like I just dunked the rock/ Babytraxx stay banging that heatrock/ Break through crews like sheetrock/ Classic like Pete Rock
Verse 3
Realz smack fire outta liars creep like spiders/ you get caught up in the web because of your weak desires/ drink all of your blood/ absorb all of your powers/ watch your flesh turn to powder while burning a quarter of sour/ I rap like IÕm making a quarter mill an hour/ but IÕd be a liar if I spit that shit/ but im on fire like the torch is lit/ scorching shit/ taking you higher/ letÕs elevate/ come soar with us/ we frequent flyers/yo/ Realz rip ragetty rappers repeatedly/ pound pussy boys/ probably pissing drunk off of poverty/ so when the Hennessy hits and the dutch is lit/ obviously I might get on some bullshit like strong arm robbery/ and you donÕt wanna be on the other side of the Lama/ Pesc or Bourne Grimey roll up so I could free this ganja/ a lot of dudes steal names and stories with claim to fame/ as long as IÕm real with myself I give a fuck if you know my name/