Intro/ Freestyle - Dra Day, DJ Victoriouz, Twista

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Ahh

Back again motherfuckers

Twista, Traxster, ahh

Come peep a legend and a boss burn one

Floss words, rappers that can break me off, heard none

I’m droppin' crack until the crosswords come

Got the thirty but I spit it like a Mossberg pump

If you give me trouble you see me deploy

Lyrics so butter you think I’m W.E.B.

Du Bois

If you see me pull up in the bubble you greet me with noise

Keep your poise, but really you wanna see me destroyed

Acronym for me is D.O.C., I’m the O. G

Destroyin' all competition that’s in my way because I’m G-O-D

You amount to nothin' if in my circumference or area

The Sagittarius in the Age of Aquarius

You act like you ain’t know the veteran can go

And I be killin' them, in some instances better than befo'

Then I got ahh, crooked letter to the O

Severin' your throat, now they like «Who let him in the do'?»

No matter how you Google it then doodle it

What’ll really make you the shit is how I see you make use of it

Crucifix and holy water won’t stop the way he get

So crazy and sick, evil like I took a sip of Damian’s fifth

Off Canadian’s mist, Arabian piss, a Ukranian’s fist

Spit so nice they be like «It's an alien’s gift»

You pay me in bricks and I’mma show you a way we can flip

Or I’m clappin' like «What Happened to That Boy» like Baby and Clipse

Come talkin' shit 'bout what you do I’ll bet you be the first

That might come up missin', I’ll make sure that you don’t need a hearse

I’m on a mission, don’t come through unless you bring in work

I’m dissin', ammunition I’mma shoot until my fingers hurt

Then I’mma shoot some more if I can squeeze

'Cause you borin' while I’m soarin' like I’m Thor or Socrates

War as I conceive that the breath of horror I can breathe

Even though you servin' defense I be scorin', droppin' threes

All in my grill-y like you can throw them thangs

I’m insane while you prefer Novocain over pain

For talkin' shit tonight my bitch’ll blow your brains

'Cause he thought the weakness was kryptonite, it was Lois Lane

I boss you like a parent apparently darin' ya

Scarin' ya if you’re there when I get to airin' the derringer

The mini-carrier that’s knockin' down your barrier

Bury ya, expose 'em like I threw a flare in your area

Carry your body off to the woods and get rid of it

You’re rottin' while I go get some pot and then take a hit of it

Then I’mma try to come up with some different shit

While I’m draggin', like if rap was a dragon I am the spit of it

Twista