[Hook]
I C-H-U-U-W-E-E L-O-V-E to E-M-C-E-E
Get L-O-V-E just to R-O-C-K the M-I-C
Indefinitely
How you figga?
You read to go pound for pound
With this n*gga?
I'm layin n*ggas down with pounds
Like 1-2 and you don't stop
Mic check 1-2 you don't stop
[Verse 1]
Here I am Here I am like Sam I Am
I like my cheese and my greens don't do eggs nor SPAM
I broke the levee with my pencil now I'm flowing a dam
I give a f*ck for how you feel n*gga
I keeps it real, best to chill n*gga
Cause you don't want to see it spill
On the bumper and the grill
In front of the bar & grill
Quick with the lethal way of spitting and it will kill
One blow from the champion you'll know how pavement feels
Still I proceed to tell n*ggas indeed
It is me! The f*cking human rap machine
I'm after C.R.E.A.M. it's destroying everything around me
And still it seems
They don't see I'm one profound MC
You human beings got me f*cked up
I'm coming from higher up-up
Been sh*tting on n*ggas since '01
Like a junk yard and a dump truck
What the f*ck's up?
When we step in n*ggas get f*cked up
What you n*ggas really want to do with your guns stuck?
[Hook]
"As for the excellent porcelain astrolabe - ast... -Abe, there's an 'e' in there, astrolAbe - which miraculously arrived in precise working condition after its perilous journey 'round the tit - uh, tiP, oh dear that's a 'p,' heh..."
'I set it up directly, having once aligned it upon the celestian doggy, the sights aroused me, and I was seized by a'
"Transport of scientific rapture! And whilst a happy prisoner of this unhappy state..."