[Verse 1 - Black Thought]
Yeah! That almighty amazing, ill, highly contagious
Kamikaze SOUND splash like it shot from a gauge
Until your body sound clash
Head of the Class, Magna Cum Laude
Beats bring the beast out me, flagrant - foul rowdy
Reed PIPER deed tight, disposition keep on flippin
Keep em playin they position
Keep makin the people listen what I spin
Put em out on a limb
Got tears, got blood, got sweat, leakin out of the pen
Y'all fake niggas not settin a trend
We never listen to them
It's like tryin to take a piss in the wind
My home team doin visitors in, yo don't test em
They all standin close to the edge, so don't stress em
Now who the type built to last?
It's no question, the Master!
Villain in Black wit no STETSON
My sound hittin you hard from every direction
Your head and shoulder area, your midsection dawg!
[Chorus]
When the SNAKE on the ground with his nine on THE line, with the n***az who grind with King Kong hittin