Statik

Electromagnetic beam
I get charged
Rhymes I run right through them like a big box of Trojan Large
MCs tried to hang
But it's a Brooklyn thing
Poison slang
Poison fang
Poison pen
Let me begin
Trying to rhyme up in my cipher is gambling
Freestyling me
G, I be buckwilding
You can't even challenge a nigga in my position
Technician renditions more freaky than Rick James
Fly like airplanes
Though all it remain the same
My cuts like Freddy Krueger
Don't need a German Luger
But shoot more shit than Stern-ruger
Dirty Rotten's coming through
Punks cling to their guns
Don't start none
There won't be none
'Cause, uh, fuck around and it'll be tragic
(And I could rock a rhyme with just static)
Devastating
I got your heart pulsating
Kool-Aid
You need aid
Ejaculating rhymes like semen
MCs is scheming
Trying to bag me
Baby black, you must be beeming
Feening
I dont know who gassed your head up
I'm straight up
For less niggas have got wet up
I'm on a mission
Scrambling my enemies' transmission
And when he least expect it
Run up in his HQ
High I.Q.
Every verse is e-qeued
Sliver like a snake
Still you can't elude the Nebu
But not chadnezzar
It's the toucher
No gun or God can protect you
Neither the scripture
Choke like a boa constrictor
This is my house and I'll evict you
Big respect is automatic, black
I'll snatch up your girlfriend, her friend and their friends
I got the game and fame
Shake out the condoms
She's a victim
You shouldn't have that mouth dirty rotten
And for the longest we knew you were plotting on the down fall
Who stands tall?
Lick the balls
I'm not like that
So I smash out pussy walls
On the low
Oh, no
On the high
I get high
Praise to the most high
Try to battle me
Step up and die
Like the arc of the covenant I electrify
Petrify
Intelligence I glorify
So devils are horrified
Spraying like pesticide
Con commit suicide
Step into my realm and be fried by the static