I'm not...
 Yo, can you hear it, yet?
 Can't hear it right
 You can't hear yet?
 Nah, nah turn it up
 Yo
 Alright
 Premier
 So...
 Yeah?
 So, you want me to just kick some shit?
 Yeah, just kick a freestyle, whatever, it don't matter
 Alright. Bring me in
 2-3

 Verse:
 Hey, hot damn, ho, here I go again
 You know who I be, and you know watcha in for
 For your information
 Me, I be comin harder than ejaculation
 Evacuation on the premesis (I'm what?), I'm limitless
 Run it to the limit, like Emmitt Smith, I'm listed in the Guiness's
 For in the book of Genesis it reads
 In the beginning God created Heaven then he created me
 So you see
 It ain't no way on earth you can see me
 That's just how it B.E.
 You might as well drop that thought, cause it ain't goin down, G
 You wishin, I'll leave you curled up in the fetal position
 Impossible mission you think you gettin with Rage, well, then listen
 You're thinkin the unthinkable
 Rage is the unsinkable
 Who can do it better
 I gotta art for linkin letters
 A diva run it like Gail Dever
 Style so sick you think I got swamp fever
 To all non-believers
 Y'all ain't believin I rocks hard when I'm stoned like Steven
 The way I kill it I leave you in a process of grieven
 Leave you barely breathin
 Kicks it so hard I knock out your teeth and leave you teethin
 Take aim and shoot, knock you out your boots
 I be the beginning of a New Testament like Matthew, Mark, and Luke
 I turn the motha out in Levi Strauss
 No doubt, make suckas do an about
 Face, cut to the chase
 They told me haste makes waste
 And I'll waste you if you're hasty
 Lyrically, it don't take much to make me
 Fly off the handle
 Go off like Roman candles
 Scandalous not
 Band you like wristwratch
 Watch me clock a end, clock a grip
 Watch me grip that microphone and cold rock that bitch
 To your socks get hit
 From the esophogus my vocal range will expand
 And raise up and smack that ass like back hands
 I got that shit that leave your whole section deaded
 And, if you got no common sense you won't be ressurected
 Fed-Ex it, my successes didn't make it over night
 But over mics for you it could be over in just one night
 Cause the R hits like Thundar the Barbarian
 Neva in your life could you ever scar the Aquarian
 Water Bearer
 Great Granddaughter of Clara
 Bring the terror to your dome
 As you get nearer to my throne
 Them bones get crushed to dust
 Cause when it comes down to struttin my stuff
 It's necessary
 I get rough
 Cause I'm a lyrical genius no other could swing this
 Better than I (Why?) cause I'm one of the meanest
 Not givin a damn statin to all who I am
 No need to cram, cause now you fully understand
 That Robin is rockin, causin hippers to hoppin
 Try to stop what I'm droppin, and a box you'll be popped in
 Think twice, save your life, give me the mic
 I say it again, yo, it won't be nice
 You think I'm huffin and puffin, think I'm blowin and bluffin
 You hens can't begin to contend with Robin
 Voice smooth, lyrics lovely
 The hippest hip-hopper, got brothers tuggin to hug me
 Ah, dig

 Outro:
 Aight, damn, aight, that's enough. You got a level now?
 I'm shook cause I'm gonna be hoarse in a minute, come on
 Let's, let's do the song, the song, okay
 Premier, DJ Premier, Pr-Pr-Pr-Pre-mier
 Premi-Pr-Pr-Pr-Pr Wait, no, no, no, no, no, okay, okay
 Go back, go back, go back