These ears, thru years, have heard Cries via eyes, shears is the word Cuts, ruts, sluts, smuts, putz All around-gluts All around such As these, occupy cheese Grow, no go, so vertical freeze Temple dirt, dust on the floor Window block, black rocks on the shore Perm germs stains remains firm Pane and Frame proclaim a lame term Dunce does dance Deserves no chance His half-step, hurry up offense cramps on up Gabs on the globe and foretold prophecies You sweat, I bet, so bring your hypothesis Still I grab the mic and say “Throw the files of old away” I tell on the one, who runs from the Sun I like the way my victories begun I crack a smile, crack a grin and crack laughs Crack the case and place an autograph I drop bombs on the plans of the evil man They demand my head 'cause my head they can't stand Bringing boils to the body who's party I foil I toil to spoil their bacardi with oil Grease, unleashed in arterial walls Got the know how now and the goat by the balls Tengo fire and desire I spew volcanic Panic and Manic the opposition gets frantic These ears, thru years, have heard Cries via eyes, pain is the word When these, drop to their knees Some say “please” Some continue their season Teasin, believin the myth that they're leadin When it comes to the power of my rhyme There's no treason To much eat ingredients get More like a vice not nice to upset Your door in which you pour