who wanna die defy gods lyrical law
raw daddy origin drag his sword thru ya reservoir
we gun clappin niggas thats known around the globe 4 wack bashin
in other words im infinitely blastin
turnin foes like old potatoes
u can play the role while i mold flows like play doe
drop knowlege like Plato fatal since the cradle
willing and able 2 rock ya lable thru mic cables
u pussies got more jokes than moms mable
u shaky but im unstable
fruit punch versus the black lable
im futuristic like futurama
i got a flow that dont exist without using commas
2 non believers, destructive steezes,
the origin is the god gifted, apocalyptic
rhyme thru the splifted, incase u missed it, the twisted,
mystic, master of gramatical intercourse
the force and source essentially divides
niggas minds corrupted by the will of fake gods
the deaf leadin the dumb the dumb travelin blind
as i rest wit only 9 shots
step and get caught up by the rhyme side
of hip hop when words pop mor shots
than any clip designed under gods green earth
i be the first
and original man made material
lyrical god so who u swearin 2
origin will bury u