Im Not Dead Yet

Youre a stranger to what real hip hop is

Youre in danger i must tell you I'm in tip top lyrical fitness

Im a major problem and you're about to witness why

I trained in the 36th chamber I'm wild and fearless

I reigned in the throne the rhyme tailor my style is vicious

Kiss this ring on my finger and pay respect to the don

You'll be forgotten my dialect will be remembered when im dead and gone

Im split your banana peel of unchecked rappers im king kong

I have propaganda in each line to reel in listeners all nightlong

I take on the world simply for a hollow cause (holocaust)

Of spitting like a dragon with these inferno bars

In the middle every syllable thick as tar gets (targets)

Youre my next one bro sick brain brawn cant write this (bronchitis)

Excitement is met when i flow and reign so righteous

Im usually quite friendly but sometimes it "dip lo they may see" (diplomacy)

Me with a sniper sneaking up in an rv waiting for whack emcees

Inject venom like a spider every time i hop in a cypher

Best of both cats like a liger, a magic imbued writer

And freestyler ill crush all of you fruits into cider

Back in oh four it was you hear that cat yeezy?

Top of the billboard but lyrical make that look easy

But now its gone too far fame brought too much ego

Scream prejudice but hypocritical on the d-low

Say no black can achieve the height of a white man

But yet the girl laying on your arm is as white as the clan

Youre a cornball who claims to be among gods

I remember bumping jesus walks

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Rhymes per minute race to the finish your list

im in it have the competition worried like theyre sitting

in the clinic but i please ask for you not to panic

1 step above moses i split the atlantic