[Verse 1] *acapella*
  Yo yo yo
  Now ain't nobody fuckin wit the mastermind
  I'm like Einstein, a hundred and fifty times magnified
  Nickel and Teslin, Jon Von Neuman
  All wrapped up in the body in one human
  I rhyme the tightest, shine the brightest
  I blind the optic fibers in anybody's iris
  When it comes to rappin, I'll smash your ass
  Whether you Latin, Black or Anglo-Saxon
  I'll smack you wit a backhand
  That crack your back like chiropractors after lookin at your catscan
  In between albums, I've become a masked man like Batman
  And stalk my own rap fans
  I'm like a madman fightin a war
  Throwin lightning rods, swingin lightning swords
  Blow you away wit a force that'll leave your body lost
  Gone, nothin to mourn, nothin to do a autopsy on
  I rock till I can't rock no more
  Till I can't get no mothafuckin props no more
  Till they boo me on stage when I'm out on tour
  Till 2000 B.C. ain't hot no more
  I'm a dragon wit the head of a lion, jaws be like saws grindin
  Claws rip through walls of cast iron
  I slap fire outta hoodlum, pull out steel and start shootin
  I clap iron like Duke Nukeum
  Try to attack 'Bis, you get your face stomped
  Flatter than a compact disc wit black Timbs
  Flatter than a Yankee baseball cap rim
  Flatter than the knife *Jigga* stabbed Un wit
  
  [Chorus]
  If you the first nigga that laugh
  I'll blow you in half
  The first nigga to talk trash
  I'ma blow you in half
  The first nigga to show your ass
  I'll blow you in half
  The first time'll be your last
  Cuz I'ma blow you in half
  
  [Verse 2]
  Yo check it *beat comes in*
  I destroy your whole city block when I'm ready to rock
  Blow the speaker box, magnetically shielded or not
  Magnetically energy poppin gates of radio waves
  Oscilate lyrics and beats copulate to pop your tape
  Manipulatin space in large proportions
  Millions of brain organs get lost when I start talkin
  About shit like supernatural forces
  Gnomes and theories and superstring theories
  Most of you mothafuckers barely
  Even understand the English language, much less think clearly
  When I die, will I go to Heaven or Hell
  Or will I end up in a place called the Van Allen Belt
  I researched my roots, lookin for proof
  The best place to hide a lie is between two truths
  The aftermath of a nuclear blast
  When the average death sentence becomes a dead paragraph
  I dig a 5 by 9 rectangle in the grass
  Reach your epitab and bury your ass
  As the coffin gets lowered into the ground slowly
  I'll sing all of your greatest hits, oldies on karaoke
  
  Chorus 2x