I'mma say what I want
When spit I'm outta this world
I'm from Pluto
I'm shredding through queso
Sipping fine wine pockets full of Parmigiano Reggiano
If you got beef take it to the stove
Imma chop it up with my judo
The Iron chef of the mic
I'm in the studio cooking up homemade risotto
I keep it true to all greatest
I hold on to mine
And shelter my craft make sure it's wiped clean I keep it divine
Even at my current age I will never surpass the hands of time
Cause my rhymes will always be micmicid
By everyone else Like a pantomime
Don't pretend to be a fan of mine
Acting lost like you from Kubo
Your bars are pseudo
Give me an early start
I'll shuck these mother fuckers
You can call me iron Chef Elow
Ill only charge you two hundred over market
I jump in pool
Where the sharks been
I'm diving for treasure
Just to make a profit
They pulled me
Back the shark pit
Imma spit it out
When I chew up the beat
Like an over cooked tender lion
They'll have to swim for you
In the dumpster
When I Leave you out by the street
Next to the broken Royce
Imma always keep it up
I don't need a hoist
I told you on my last album
I don't a ventriloquist to speak over the noise
Don't make me grab the choppa
Watch ya back
I 'm coming back to destroy
Imma say what I want
When spit I'm outta this world
I'm from Pluto
I'm shredding through queso
Sipping fine wine pockets full of Parmigiano Reggiano
If you got beef take it to the stove
Imma chop it up with my judo
The iron chef of the mic
I'm in the studio cooking up homemade risotto
I'm bringing the sauce like marinade you make up shit you Mary Kay
I forced my way through the center stage
I hopped over the barricades
I woke myself up to view my death with no hesitation they said it ghost right
Cause I ran across the astral plane
I exercise the situation
I'm ready to get set
I'mma flip 'em like a tech deck
Don't jump in the water with me
If you're afraid to fucking get wet
Literally Im a vet take another lame ass step
And I'mma put you pups down real quick
You don't wanna tick me off
In other words I'mma lay them to rest
I'mma eat at your chest
A cannibal on the mic
Chew up the bones and spit out the gristle
A zombie at it's best
Look at the Flick of the wrist
You can see how it shines
A diamond is a girl's best friend and you know
I stay on her time
You better to get ready
I didn't passed you up at the starting line
You already ran out of confetti
I'm chewing you up like moms spaghetti
I'm bringing the heat
And I left them all sweaty
I cut my way outta the
Pie and I used a machete
I layer my paper like cheese
Cause they call me the goat
The way I'm stacking up the fetti
I'mma say what I want
When spit I'm outta this world
I'm from Pluto
I'm shredding through queso
Sipping fine wine pockets full of Parmigiano Reggiano
If you got beef take it to the stove
Imma chop it up with my judo
The iron chef of the mic
I'm in the studio cooking up homemade risotto