(K)niggah please, but that's a nigga with a silent k/
you could be euphemized or die in a violent way/
either way, gonna be eulogized in a silent way/
some niggahs scape the fire alive, die on the firescape/

cerebral raps in my pocket, mega bomb drop kick/
like clockwork their clock works, to deviate your optics
I put for dem stock picks, but ain't nothin bout a prophet/
eyes on the prize through the keyhole I'm a locksmith..
my locks, intermingled within the fingers of a goddess...
i'm humble, yeah that's like me sayin that I'm modest
i'm troubled like the waters, that are toxic
flammable solutions for these amicable producers
i'mah mess around and shoot yah from the booth but
wait, i'm a power forward, posted up in the paint
so how the hell i'm gonna gun yah down with blanks
yeah yeah, money ain't real you can take'em to the bank
watchin blood get spilled, the plasma is filled
with surreal images of what real really ain't
still I'mah pitch rocks, nolan ryan wit the pills
on this third rock from the sun spot spiel bergin
with the words