I'm constantly getting mentioned by bloggers One of the hardest Avoided us now they call us The flow the skin of a walrus Shots of B12, as I hop up out a V12 You can hear the ocean if you listen to a seashell These owners is Shady, feelin' like a part of D12 In DC, on the way to the club rolled 3 L's Line Em' Up Never been in the field when they shootin' you gotta duck I remember my pockets had not a buck This paper is the route of all evil but in god we trust Whenever they waiting for your presence you ain't gotta rush They followed em', caught him in his building shot his lobby up The homicides is up Coroners just adding bodies up I touch down in NYC like honey I'm home again Smoking East Co. this shit is hitting like opium All they ever do is throw shade and sprinkle sodium But keep provoking him and I might go Doctor Kevorkian One tab later I'm googly eyed at the Gagosian The Van Gogh of rap I need a mic and a podium Matter fact sit down I'm conducting my symposium Fantasizing fucking rap right in its fallopian Came and I saw and I conquered like Napoleon The custodian of my tailor made utopian When did hip hop start looking like nickelodeon Won't crossover but you can bet that imma Kobe him Long range sniper have you shitting out of diapers Not one for bravado but with the pen I'm the nicest Ring the alarm I've got the haters yelling crisis! And enough wraith in me for two Jesus Christ's And much bigger things on my mind to say the least My latest speech features a sponsor from David East I'm at the dinner table salivating on this feast Cuz best believe what I have sewed I must reap So Line em up And Knock em down You know the name Around town We in this bitch WE IN THA HOUSE!!! So Line Em' up And Knock Em' down Line Em Up! Line Em Up! Line Em Up! And Knock Em' Down! You gon' need your liquor license just to fuck with my bars I spit a verse so hard your lid will twist like a jar Puffin' cigars, the scars you won't see they made me hard I'm over this shit, tell Elon lets go to Mars But for starts, I need me a crown like a Czar I need some real estate fuck a car, fucking tards Your little fake persona's just bizarre... But you can bet that ass play with fire you get charred And you don't have to know me but you gon' feel my heart Despite the shot gun start I'm destined to make a mark My diction needs prescription side effects hitting hard Cuz the flows is naaasssty like a burp shit or fart So Line em up And Knock em down You know the name Around town We in this bitch WE IN THA HOUSE!!! So line Em' up And Knock Em' down Line Em Up! Line Em Up! Line Em Up! And Knock Em' Down! Pablo Line Em' Up Forsyth Knock Em' Down We gone