coming up big bitch you never gonna catch me, flyin through the sky the buzz around town is this kids got wings, legs, and a on the fly sticking i run a hot beat with a cool flow im not your pokemon slow-bro bars stride harder then a cheetah I cross that finish line winning I aint no cheater the law cant catch me they issued me a subpoena just to try to arrest me too much for a stage put me in a battle arena inkings that be put down on paper hand-pickin for lyrical clickin I can stick with the best my bars are my rythm team put my pen to the test my face on a poster have the people protest me I get a little testie bitch dont test me im the pippin of posterizing globalize me and put me on the dream team the micheal jordan of rapping clapping like a turtle snapping to this beat trapping rappin rythmical singing blowing this shit up like a time bomb tickin beating my chest hip hoppin bass makin the trunk poppin chopping lines as i go heart beating brain spinning put your hands up i aint stopping step to me we can be rivals im not the rap god or rap devil I spit my speed im a disiple come face to face with me get on my level keep up with this beat ill spit these bars at you like machine gun rounds drop to the ground you met your maker striking my disses at you like a viper spitting venom welcome to the rapture throw you in the dumpster came to me you musta been lost your a nobody who was never found