Yo Kris.. yo, where that shit at yo?

That ol' ill shit



[Verse One]

I'm buildin foundations like a mason, I rock

The texture of my architecture connects the dots

It's the blueprints of sense, {?} submit

Rough and rugged so yo fuck it, my armor can't get dent

But technical, yo, I got mad precision

I'm wired like 'lectricians, got wind like air conditioners

My position is the foreman, I got more in store man

I know you dig this shit so stop frontin like the doorman

Now back to the schematic, get dramatic with the scene

Hittin nails on the head, like a carpenter with beams

Yo this ain't no dream, so don't sleep or slumber

I make the fluid flow like a motherfuckin plumber

Other rappers just get dumber, I just get smarter

She rock from the start, to make my lyrics harder

I reveal the deal so I'm somethin like a revelator

If it's over your head get your ass on the elevator



[Verse Two]

I build constructions of skills for destruction

Breakin through walls like wreckin balls

Demolition is the mission, you're facin

Whack motherfuckers need renovation - so face facts

I'm harder than hardhats, I jack like a forklift brain

I'm penetratin brainframes, with the truth as my jackhammer

Check the grammar, collapse ya structure

Surroundin and blockin off suckers

Like barricades, I'm blowin up like the World Trade

My center, it reads danger, don't enter

Down with {?} like a build and destructin

You're crumblin, while you're mumblin, sayin nothin

A structure's only strong as the frame

My knowledge is light, so I build to maintain

The levels of my impact smothers your conciousness

I wreck buildings cause I'm lyrically EXPLOSIVE



"Hip Hop, Hip Hop!"  "Everybody, run the town" [x8]