This is it y'all, some nasty shit, Bring it! Jump out the window on My style is iller than the gallows in I'm the type of mc with the most possessed You stealing my book like I was Grandmaster I got rhymes about antihistamines and analgesics Long lung expectorants Y'all don't see it Sooth sayer not a player Rhymes say you're extreme Long white fire when I step on the scene I got shark's teeth so I can bite your head I got tiger's claws so I can scratch your dick I got wings like a dragon when I'm flying above Shoot venom from my eyes when it's time to get rough Step back and check yourself 'Cause MC's got weapons that'll ruin your health So if you're feeling strong, then reach for yours My book is my shield and my mic is my sword Now, it's Adrock rapine and I'm back again Like a big mac attack on your gut And that's whack my friend I'm a master relaxer and I'm chilling I take that shit serious like Jerome to grilling I burn you to a crisp sucker back up off the toaster I make you sick like a Kenny Rogers roaster See this rap thing is all about the braggadocia I check my rear view, MCs ain't gettin closer People think I'm slow cause I'm just don't want to challenge My man is a wonderful talent Live round the clock like disco donut I'm like a tailor cause I got the thing sewn-up Or a proctologist, I move asses Got so much heat that I'll fog your Mom's glasses Proof is in the pudding and the pudding's in my pants You heard me rap and now watch me dance Save the dateyou can hear I Been in the game and the game's still on It's not tic-tac-toe or Operation Just holding it down like the gravitation Adrock's in the bathroom Straight up nuts like my name is Mike Pacini Bona-fide household name like Sergio Georgini Good thing we're here hell I'm running wild like rats in the Taco Bell On the mic I spit, the match is lit Mike Dino: The Jewish Brad Pitt Making music for librarians and burly jocks The rapper Mike D known for curly locks