I'm gonna show you how I flow, here we go, are you ready? 

To be taken to a land made of suit and confetti 

Where logic is illogical and often times fought 

Yes, I'm talkin' 'bout my brain, and my train of thought 

In order to write the disorder of my type 

You have to be distorted before you're fully ripe 

Otherwise you'll never change, you'll be limiting your range 

And your rhymes'll have the value of your current pocket change 

Keep an open mind or you'll never find a rhyme  

That defines who you are and won't creep up your behind 

Whether your song's about fleas or sex on your knees 

You can't be creative if you censor your ideas 

So I don't and I won't but I love to rock the boat 

You gotta spill a little thrill it's too easy just to float 

I'll never run from a challenge 'cause they're fun when they're done

Son, this is how I like it and I do it so I'll show you how it's done.  



I like to keep a little distance between me and other MCs 

They don't wanna conceive what I often live and breathe 

Givin' you what's taboo is what I often  do best 

While the rest of them don't attempt to do this 

I got an urge to splurge so I'll never conserve   

Any rhyme on my mind goes where the pen and paper merge   

If I like the way it looks I break out the 4-track  

And I use whatever works and I scrap whatever's whack  

My habit is I grab whatever thought comes to mind  

And echoes every word in the void for some time 

With every rhyme that I create I always have a ton of fun  

Cause this is how I like it and I do it so I'll show you how it's done



If I'm gonna do the song, then I'm gonna do it right 

If the song comes out wrong then I throw it to the night 

And I bite my tongue, make sure it isn't sung 

If it doesn't want to function then it doesn't get done 

I gotta concentrate I don't flip heads or tailes 

My creation is wasted if my train of thought derails 

So I keep my head straight and I keep my pen flowing 

No one really knows exactly where I've been going  

But that's irrelevant, important is what's evident 

My bass rumbles on like a herd of wild elephants 

I keep it going even if I break the lights 

Because I am the terror that raps in the night 

My basement is where I create all my bass in 

I'm hackin' up the suckers like that maniac Jason 

And on the back roads  I'm simply uncanny 

Devo Spice has it with four tracks of insanity 

Sudden Death has the ultimate solution for the boys 

And we cause a little noise pollution 

With rhymes intertwined over bass that weighs a ton 

This is how I like it and I do it so I'll show you how it's done