Take that slap to your grill cause you're fake black
Your shit's 8-track
My rhymes rank next to A'That
On 24 tracks of 32 to murder you(uh-huh)
Lyrically it's spiritually with some superb rhyme-ability(word)
Make you hot enough to melt thermometers
My name is known for kilometers
For bombing you, let me tell you
I'm doper than drug paraphernalia
And down for whenever I represent through good or bad weather

I infiltrate your aura expand your mental span
With this rhyme scheme(what) the vigilante with the chat
Never the first or the last like American presidents having extramarital affairs
The aftermath of my verse landing will leave your house full of party gets abandoned
Make you stiff-necked, kids start dancing my syllabus
Illuminate crowds like filaments when I be lamping

Substantial's the name, my man, don't forget it
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")
Hydeout Pro., it's only the beginning
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")
UV's my crew, my man, we coming with it
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")
Minds consecrated, drop rhyme logistics
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")

My man you can't withstand the eviction of ill diction
Smack your ass into a world parallel to this one
Sober emcee iller than most cats older than me(uh-huh)
Won't stop till every household contains a poster of me(no doubt)
So who want it? No response, I guess most of them flee
Think you're doper than me? Don't make me choke an emcee
Those rhymes you kicked were garbage son, you're hardly a contender
Your delivery is wack so I gotta return to sender

Forget the grapevines, I tell you how it is
Straight provacative emcees level cash we slipin' off like a moccasin
Maintain surveillance like inner-city delis
Remaining down low because Ghostwrote for many
Huh? What is the prob, yo? Your face lead red like Moscow flag
My rhymes chitty(bang) back through your city like a Countach Diablo
Kids think they saw me locked room not the devil the tapes that I give a demo
'Leashin' my similes give deep incisions
Concave chests result from broken hearts
Too many rappers be wishing, but don't get the formula
Accrue the true semantics and open 'em
First, second, third visuals see the rituals
The sacrificing of two emcees to photogenic wooden idols
Oh what a shame this industry
Maybe its time I get going my clothes dusty

Substantial's the name, my man, don't forget it
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")
Hydeout Pro., it's only the beginning
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")
Dominion crew—the hot shit, we spit it
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")
Minds consecrated, drop rhyme logistics
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")

Emcees get dismembered January through December
Spits raps until you see a black Klan member
Test not my chest shot damage your arteries(uhn)
Let my foot in your ass and you look like you're part of me(uh-huh)
Now follow me I mold motherfuckers like pottery
Smash ya into your plasma and staining the carpetry
Cause stopping me, It's easier winning the lottery
By now I hope you've gotten a point like archery
And before we blow, we remain on the low like middle names
I had to press for set I was bored with your little games
Cause I got something that's foreign to you, it's called skill(oooh)
In fact I'm ill enough to smack the black off of Seal(uh-huh)
And as if a holy war, your getting punished for your sins(uhn)
'Cause you ride my dick so much I look like Siamese twins
You've been declared wack by unanimous decision
Refrain from kicking raps till you're out of your division

L-Universe hungry like thousand piranhas, far from a novice
With Nujabes as my accomplice
I inhale and exhale verbs(*inhale*), nouns(*inhale*), and adjectives(*inhale*)
Rhymes schemes and structures fill my chest cavity
Species of Pa pedigree lyrically I'm inspired
Spit fire verses my service is entire
I mark more pads than ladies who use Maxis
This international connection bridges synapsis

Substantial's the name, my man, don't forget it
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")
Hydeout Pro., it's only the beginning
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")
I run with the plague, your wack crew's restricted
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")
Minds consecrated, drop rhyme logistics
("The ruggedness, lyrical terrorists")