Your battlerap better be better than a page long
Cause I got you beat with both brains and brawn*
My fists are hot, they raise alarms
I don't rock glocks, but I got razor arms
It ain't a phaze because, I'm Haze, come on!
My thoughts take longer to read than the Quran
When I'm blazed its amazing, cause I'm just hazing along
I find it enraging, all you believing in God
I'll drown you in chains to make you atone for your flaws
And then re-raise you
Ultimately enslave you
Divide your center by infinity
And mathematically erase you
Then replace you with nothing but a memory
So step back, and go classic
And don't f**k with Haze
Or else you won't remember me.