INTRO TO THE INTRO...

VERSE 1
I Bet you gon hear me now
Reminiscing on the days
Growing up when that kid on that swing
Kicked me in the stomach
Lost wind broken ribs in the playground
If he saw me today what would that nigga try to say now?
Prolly find another foolish way to hate now
Try to kick me in a figurative way now
Silly mu'fckas ha y'all thought I would stay down?
Thinkin I'd lose all my hope and my faith, how?
When it comes to rhymes I bus more than a Greyhound
Even if the game more screwed than all of H-town
Still settin Blaze, stats raised, get that cake how
You rappers look like meals liable to get ate now
If I did it's in humanity
Feeling lately a lotta y'all moms should've taken that Plan-B
Whole free world lookin like them dudes from 8-Mile
If ya wanna trip hit ya wit banana clips
Filled wit nutrition gave y'all lil dudes the K *pow*
Since y'all wanna play now
Y'all tried to show out now
Take that Bow,
Wow it's like Shad Moss
Flow so damn soft
Couldn't pitch us a hit wit a fastball
Talkin sideways get a cracked jaw
If you ain't MG better back off
If you ain't family no we can't talk
Fake friends get a hi n bye that's all
Before the mask I was nice
Never hurt a soul
But this world is cold
Leaves ya heart froze
Then demands you to give ya fortune to the same ones who stole
Hell no
Hell no
I ain't gon do it!!
But anyway everybody here get like my temper n lose it
If you got a booty better move it
Or turn this up while you ride to it

CHORUS
Young nerd (badass)
Extracurricular (no class)
Catch me cookin in that lab
Cuz you know I got that work work work work!
X2
I bet you gon' know me now (X4)
The plan is to be so loud they gotta listen
Funny how when their world's crashing down, they pay attention

VERSE 2
Make you wish you ain't laugh at my ass
Now I got a POP to Hold it down
Yea you had that flame but we got tired of yo same ol punchlines and slow it downs
Me I innovate reinvent now da kid wit da mask on holds that crown
Oh u mad my nigga?
These wack rap niggas think they gods left their Diety's mask at home
Lookin' sad my nigga
All this ass in my ear I don't wanna hear what crap you on
In the past I would listen to em
Show interest in em
Be mentors to em
But now I just got disses for em
Their lyrics horrid
Their shit is boring...

MG THE TRIFORCE VERSE
Pray to God, don't pray to me!
Cuz I ain't got a heaven for ya I just brang da heat
D Wade shootin and I carry the Mad Galaxy
Big 3 but trust me I'ma stay right here even when they leave
I know my worth, trust I carry teams, no team can carry me
Know your place, salute a general who's earned his stripes who bleeds
On every page of what he writes, let the scripture breathe
And only acknowledge Yahweh above, the rest are under me!
Triforce in hand...the mighty three
Anna's Wisdom, Andre courage and the Power lies wit me
And if I'm a king you know truly leads my fuckin queen
Far as that 4th in da middle? For now a mystery
But soon you'll see (no wait! That's NTP!)
God emcee? Negro please
Come Massage my feet hoe
Nice but on da mic? I might use this power for evil
Don't know how much more I can take
Used to be good-hearted look what you started that's your first mistake.
Send em to the lost woods! And he ain't comin back
SK pop SK's and he ain't comin back, he ain't comin back
Turn your lane to cul-de-sac
Penis in the almanac
Cuz it's brings the tides, is astronomical n all of that
Y'all all are wack
Wax my nuts
Smooth out every wrinkle
Business when you see me I ain't got no time to mingle
But I'm still wit my niggas
In dis bish flexin
Leave you leanin like Texas
All beef better dead it
You talkin come test us
This Mac? Ohh (Maco) a lil OG and it will get to yellin like
BITCH YOU GUESSED IT!

(Okay I digress, but back to where we were)

CHORUS X2

OUTRO
I shall consume....
Consume....
Consume everything...