ill mind of protege

i'm about to boldy go, where no other dude has gone before

with the flow, the ill type with the mic like my mind, know you know

who to go, when you download, and come out to a show, before

i go on, we can blaze a whole zone

and get ready to eat dope notes like a whole loaf of roasted garlic toast

choke on coke and smoke these other blokes choke on mics coz the jokes

unbelievable steelo got the fortune by the wheelo

guaranteed to not give a f**k i'll shoot first like greedo

i don't need your number, said i already got it c**t

dial it up from memory, 1800 big s**t

b***h i f*****g hate you so much, that i'm get a job

at a trophy store to get a discount on one that says number one s**t

leave me for some dude in miami bet he can't beat the punani

bet he won't win a grammy, bet your a*s i fucked your sister tammy

and your girlfriend paula, i mauled her, in your impala, 

then hollered at your momma and bought her for the whole night on your dolla

i filled up that big box nice and tight like chris wallace

yeah im sick with the twisted rhymes, rick grimes, yall are just walkers

and i won't go yonkers, that s**t makes me go bonkers

i'ma bomb em like saddam did, super mario, dennis hopper

and i get nerdy with my wit, watch me get dirty with my spit

f**k piss c**t a*s dick f****t gooch george bush s**t

oh what, now that i finally made it big you decided to get 

pissed off at me coz i get with your little sis?

and all the time spent in hibernation

now it's time for my cypher spaceship, so your verse, you might as well erase it

and my mind is racing, never complacent, I'm dangerous

tryin' to squash me? time wasted, i'm cantankerous

can't hang with us or bang on the bus or light it up and take a puff

i've had enough of that bad s****y, s****y bunk stuff

i'm down with the chitty chitty bang bang

t*****s and getting paid, get laid, get some brains, and just go strange

on stage, and welcome the world to my world

like my name is earl, and i'm just after all the pearls

and all the girls that want me to make em twirl

and all the f*****g drugs that are gonna make me hurl

so here was just a quick sixteen from the obscene

white fighting machine, why you fighting with me?

is it coz i'm the one all of these people are dying to see

or are you crying coz you have the f*****g h i v

i know why you f*****s are trying to suck my c**k

because i'm hotter than taylor swift with a f*****g tit job

f**k the bland man, you simpletons

it's a grand slam like wimbledon

i do a hand stand and cripple s**t

watch your gland cam, hypocrite

you a glam fan, i'm fit to win

afghanistan, i'll replinish it

you eat canned yams, and switch hit

that damn bands got b***h tits

i do the cram jam with sicknesses

to the bam bam while lickin c***s

on your sham-tan, i'm swift to piss

on pan-am, just a fiddling

my trans-am, just a trickling

we the ham-clan, with a sickle and

the span-plan, official wish

with my fam-and, envisioning

of a brand-land, be tripping stiff

sand clam, we ripping the grit

damp-hamp, then clicking' a chick

vamp-cramp got me dripping a bit

tramp-lamp, barbiturate switch

cramp-amp, gargantuan dick