The dynamic is gigantic, despite panic

I lie in a white hammock and write like I like Xanax

Bite of a slight manic

Depressing your light's damaged

I strike with the left brain despite that I'm right-

handed

And I fight, damn it, the life of a tribe bandit

That lies with the same type of spite that got Christ 

branded

God damn it, what kind of shit is he on

I can tell a buster by the structure of his genome

You see I speak on a whole other level

I expose the tail and rip the horns from the devil

Of course I'm a rebel, shit, more so than ever

My course flow will sever your whole torso whenever

I'm the motherfucking problem feeder

And if that nigga's the best then I'm a goblin eater

Your aspirations will make you an apparation

Your lack of an occupation will have you in laceration

You're wack, face it, you're acting?, in fact I'm 

waitin

To strap you inside a strap and then slap you in 

affirmation

Pussy nigga don't be tripping with a psycho

I'ma have your pussy dripping blood like a cycle

And I know I can only get so far

Plus I'm from the Bay so I'm stuck below those bars

And I know you think we all flow below par

But you gotta admit that I'm the sickest nigga so far


Oh lord, where the fuck did he come from?

Please don't stick me in a box with these dum-dums

Um? and it's not just fear

Shit, there's wack niggas everywhere, not just here

And it's not just queers, no problem, rock steady

But will Kanye please come out the closet already

For God's sakes, it's 2009

If you sorta like guys, just shout it, it's fine

There's no doubt in my mind that it was bound to happen 

any day

And I'm just saying what everybody's thinking anyway

Anyway, you should laugh about it

See I take what I feel then I rap about it

I'm like Jackson Pollack, painting acts of violence

With an axe that's polished, through a rapper's 

knowledge

And in fact I promised, if I'm strapped for dollars

No matter what, I ain't never going back to college

Fuck them, tuck them in the ground, no hesitation

I don't need a docile version of education

My sedadation is war, my medication is metaphor

When I spit niggas often beg for more

I'm not a whore, I understand that less is more

Lyrically tested boy, bore your flesh and more

Take your frontal lobe, press it in like a dresser 

drawer

This is what you call HipHop in its rarest form