Now you here loud and clear the crowd can cheer/
As I sport Proud Gear cause fear and pause here..../
I take a breath, exhale death/
Crack your gourd with just a treble clef mos def/
My bass would blow you into space flow you into disgrace/
Like you getting married in red lace with a red face no rice instead mace/
Land my warship in your place of worship Pirates Galleon Purebred Grace/
Bring your bridesmaids I'll bring a battalion and you be buried in said place/
A dead case your's lawyers advising that you settle out of court/
Cause even though you got game naw I got sport/
What you the Perpetrating Gangbanger sort?/
Get the fuck of my dick you genital wort/
I'm all up in your hood n stuff
Trust me you're not Prepared Good 'nuff to do this for real so here's a coat hanger abort/
Yo when they last heard me I kept it dastardly/
Fucked the cat, came fast 'n early and then the mc gave birth to my Bastard G/
Now you think you've mastered me!?! I'm a serious hazard see!/
You must be delirious and plastered P!/
I commit atrocity like I'ze Slobodan Milosevic/
And your whole crew give props to me with cries of "Yo! Go man! Kill off this bitch!"/
Here's one in your carotid artery/
You couldn't be as hard as me if you were a chunk of geologically compressed carbon/
As it is all you are to me is pure defunkt illogically incessant processed jargon/
With a hard on! Funk ya chump you're a bargain! Say wha? huh? I say pardon/

Keep it thorough,

Parental Guidance

"I blow the spot like a bomb in Bali
leave your bod in to many peices to tally" ~ Pappa