D.T.F.N.

I let my mind mental go on back to grind central

It is essential that I move my pencil

My credentials and my dental make it nice and simple

So y'all can hear it, never fear it

And you come and listen

(Now listen up)

'Cause my rhyme style forever glisten

Makin' it a mission for rap to be

A new age established religion

So we gon' move it in my bullpen

My tabernacle will shackle

Any emcees that wanna step to me in battle

I'm keepin' the peace and order while I'm hittin' the gavel

You talkin' that bullshit?

You gonna hit the gravel

'Cause I'ma do what I can, and do what I must

Those silly motherfuckers can't rock the mic

They need to hush

I'll be your favorite, fanatical lyrical lust

Feeing ya ears with grade A lyrical foodstuffs

Making you blush when you hear it

Making your spirit overjoy for these lyrics

That make you wanna spit it

Honey we vivid on Candid Camera and

I'ma scare ya like Godzilla fightin' Gamera spreadin' malaria

In ya area, pandemonium just abound

To the CYNE they hit ya town with that musical sound, now

And move the crowd with the graphic displays of physical waves

That make you wanna lose it for days

**** we made lyrical art and serenade

Impress the mind like miracles in biblical days

Blessin' the club with my presence

Forgave all of my lessons

The only protection that I'm carryin' is not a weapon

Gets to high steppin' when you see me

No man could ever beat me

I sit back and shine hard, believe me I'm glistenin'

Talkin' bullshit while bitches listenin'

Pushin' the bubble I say I'm hard on black, Michelin

Wrapped around a twenty inch buck shine, ridiculous

Freak nasty hoes cry down and look meticulous

You hearin' this? Even these chicken heads delirious

With the vocab and the neck sparklin' serious

Come on, shorty, don't look shy

No need feminine

With ya cute eyes, fat thighs, and hair marvelous

Ya skin tone melodic, ya voice sound exotic

You so fine, potpourri scent from when you farted

Let's get it started back and my place, gettin' retarded

And don't be actin' brand new, boo, we gettin' on it

So whatchu talk about

Here are my digits so hit the walkabout

So we can set it up in the truck

You know we 'bout to fuck

So light it up, I'm blazin' yo mind

We passin' the time, fuck doin' lines

We sippin' on expensive wines

Damn, you're fine, pretty brown thighs I'm gonna climb

Body sublime, sippin' Corona, lickin' the lime

Line for line, it be the Cise rippin' your mind

So give me some time so we can unwind

Yo, this is how we did it

The city is gettin' me hype

Grabbin' the mic, precise star rippin' it nice

Dimmin' the lights, my words became the vehicle

Movin' the crowd, lyrical sounds remain diesel

The speakers amplify the words from my mind

And the visible stand  stands words  forth to the CYNE

Reppin' this rhymes hard, standin' to the right of the God

Up above, givin' love, while he's rappin' his song

Even though I stand 5'11", my head is touchin' heaven

Above the clouds our sounds stop 9/11

I be the deacon reverend, rockin' the triple seven

And be the crews I'm wreckin'

So sunny I'm far collectin'

I'm stayin', leavin' the message

But sometimes you second guessin'

You better be understandin' that I never left the first question

Move on, my music meticulous in many directions

Hittin' ya city, town, area, province, and section