Yo, yo, what's good?
[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
I'm fire in the summertime, cookin with more heat
Flow like DiCaprio, the wolf of all beat
The street's deep like leviathan
Boss to the cross-fader, Lord Vader to a Kylo Ren
Search for the plug, I heard you was love
Man they pop holograms, call em' virtual thugs
I'm sinister, hear the strings on the Czar guitar
Sick with it Doc' Strange in the Arkham yard
We go dumber than Trump
More money on the mind, got numbers to crunch
Just waking up for the day, I'mall lunch
I portray my own self, perform my own stunts
Like Czar Face, bustin' in through your window
Bones broke, no hope for your kinfolk
As long as Czar Face wins, we'll be more to talk about
Than Beyonce's twins (you dig it?)
[Verse 2: MF DOOM]
No friendly warfare, this ain't wrestlin'
There's nothing staged over here
You're trippin' Mescaline
Drinkin', could've got smacked for what he thinkin'
Ruler said the word, *Whack*, Abe Lincoln
Vil still spend stacks off crack, stay crinklin'
This game's built to get got while blinkin'
Rappers do big up jail like a recruiter
Game lieutenant hit a boy, said he wasn't shooter
Told him "Man up, or keep the pussy like a scooter"
Than said nuttin' and didn't pass the Buddha
What do you know, police shows up?
Spit his shitty sixteen and get his self locked up, up
His story had a moral, he's buried in the soil
Vil put it in her back like a epidural
Kids: eat, sleep, stay away from creeps
Spit it from the heart, this game's for keeps