{Kool Keith samples are scratched and repeated}
 [Dr. Octagon]
 With yellow eyes  my green face  my pink and white afro
 I'm no toy kid  your style is made by Hasbro
 G'niff gnapp  you think you got that real hip hop
 I saw the chart so quickly  watched your album flop
 I'm Doctor Octo  curlin waste  tourin rhinos
 Liftin horses, throwin cows at your fake forces
 You know my gold style, rabbit fur coat style
 You be freezin with the flu watch you keep sneezin
 Like Breezly Brewin, your style I'ma have to ruin
 Chop up your tactics, you gimmick groups need to practice
 You be there, like Michael Jackson in my atmosphere
 Gerbils for rectums, I break you off like Richard Gere
 I'm so fantastic, your metal fist is still plastic
 Compelled with no threats, your rhymes bounce off my shield
 New York City, California, roll my Ampex reel
 No corny loops and assemble with Timberland boots
 I'm strictly monster with turtlenecks like Frankenstein
 Drop that mic kid, you lost, so that ass is mine

 Chorus: Dr. Octagon

 I get real raw -- change arrangements on your face (3X)
 Superspeed... flowin!

 {Kool Keith samples are scratched and repeated}

 [Dr. Octagon]
 Doctor Octo, mental disorder, person in alias
 Fifty-five-six computer tracks on your ass cracks
 Therapy patient ignored your rhymes in the train station
 You don't want none, the vomit's on your cinnamon bun
 You still rappin in the city talkin pig latin
 In fact you no test, you tired man, won't you rest?
 Take that sleep with NoDoz, that common style is cheap
 You bought your mic cord, payola scams the Billboard
 Slots that's not hot you settle for the nuts you got
 Record releases, your crew is wack like chocolate Reese's
 Urine stains are spread out, fly colours on your brains
 You beware, orangutangs tappin on your window
 Bulls and coyotes, while roaches walk around your poodle
 Like Shakespeare, genius thoughts pumpin every year
 MC's know, retire quick rap like ?? ??
 Josie Merriweather with blocks on your skin is clever
 Upright direction, I battle any yeast infection
 Put missiles to work, my needles in your midsection
 Hold upright, I burn your anus with the purple light
 Use up your power, make phone calls for an hour

 Chorus: Dr. Octagon

 I get real raw -- change arrangements on your face (4X)

 {double tempo and fast scratching}
 {scratching slows and continues to over Keith samples}
 {Keith samples end song