Ehh, I'm bored. Add on and what not.

I see you halftime niggas/ you rhyme pastime niggas//
Shakeet is still the cat that lyrically landmine niggas//
Don’t braaag my nigga/ cuz you traaash my nigga//
Revolution rap squad, I’m the franchise nigga//
You done grabbed my trigga/ and bodied yaself//
Step to the kid and feel how a lobotomy dealt//
Leave you dudes brainless/ from the lyrical stainless//
My technique is ageless/ in the order of sages//
In the books of prime rhyme you gone from the pages//
Your spot’s forever aimless/ so you remain nameless//
An “x” unknown/ a variable of clones//
Check my algebraic format I spit through domes//
The Stephen Hawking poems/ physics is fatal blessed//
Have my words straight disable niggas like ALS//
Unstable pests/ I revoke your license for bars//
I’m like D.C. did Cam’ron, I shoot for the stars//

"I'm scientific, but my reflex gangsta"- Black Thought