(No known beat that can keep me lonely) (Combat to get'cha to bomb-back) I know how to rip a mic different I grip it like so Tight like kryptonite with a bike pole Sparks from my lips ignite liquid nitro No tellin' if it might blow The environments' gotta be hotter Than solder beside the iron Zinc vitamins Hide 'em inside when I'm writin' the rhymes It's hard to keep property guarded Because of these pirates And I motivate No debate We're takin it over Make no mistake You're fake and there's no escape 'Cause you got caught Frozen, waitin' for the crosswalk I can take it to another level Where the base is above the treble And your face is in double Evasiveness doesn't settle it A place and a space Where there's nothing to meddle with (Combat to get'cha to bomb-back) Lyrical combat, chicka-ticka bomb-bat Blond, black, let's get beyond that Sing songs that attack with strong raps 3-2-1, contact Sans paddle we swim the long laps Swans flap to get the pond packed Want sass? Kiss my mom's ass Wrong tact, convict you en masse Take it back like Linda Ronstadt Or Luke Sky with a twisted long hat Ton, ton, fat, subsisting on that Tom-tom, hi-hat Insist upon that Listen to Jon rap This is combat To get you to bomb back Two-fisted contact To get the pond packed 'Cause Im on some shit that exists beyond that