(shut up..)(8x)
 (I?m about to-)

 [Chairman Hahn]
 Wasn't that fun, lets try something else?

 [Black Thought]
 45 caliber killer without of the filla
 Elevated Show your brothas how your not a gorilla
 Smooth talkin fully automatic weapon constiller
 Taste thrilla, great filler
 Hit him with the bounce stiller
 Filthy stinking standing on the side grounded
 Still be sinking submerging in the parks
 Still be linking plucked beats when it starts
 Hope your thinking its not a mirageI?m living up off tracks from out of the garage
 Well if you could duck but its hard to dodge
 In the back of that spine where my darkness lies
 Flippin straight up ripping apart your squad
 X-Ecutioner's Style cuts and blends
 Like a syringe banging you in each of your limbs
 See me coming through your party hard
 Without no body guard
 Smoking something, stomping on each of your toes
 I'm the B to the L to the A to the C King
 (uh huh..)
 And when it comes to planning the Thought, keeping thinking this

 (Shut up..)(8x