Ahh.. now I be drillin MC's

when my lyrics spill like Valdez, oil

Bubble and toil, the brew without the bitches

I'm wicked as the witches

Hittin hard as switches

Once again, Ms. Big Britches

Uhh, uhh, I'm puttin my weight down

Who's gonna take DOWN, one hundred seventy-five, POWWWW

Break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah

Do what I must *inhale* oooh what a rush

Now hush, someone's callin my name (RAAAAAGE!)

The only girl to knock you out the frame

Call me Mrs. Butter-cause-I'm-worth it, I work shit

overtime, definitely blow your mind

when the instruments become mental (I what?)

I flow through the dental frame, cock back and take aim

All you cavity creeps, the baddest to be

Start static with me, it's definite catastrophe on MC's

Sheeeyit, Super Supreme

When it's time to let off steam, I'm a microphone fiend

'phone fiend, Super Supreme, Afro Queen

Ahh..

Now.. I..

Breaks them down to their very last compound

when I come stompin on the ground

My territory, I mark it

like dogs pissin on trees, umm, don't piss me off because

(why?) I might go off baby

Flow from the larynx

Take a puff and blow MC's like clarinets

I ride beats like a Yama'

Cause more drama than your baby's momma, PAUSE like comma, HAH

Right in your face it's, live and direct, the

lyrical murderer, you best +Protect Ya Neck+

You can Inspectah Deck over the hills

I don't fake Jacks, I'm not yo' everyday Jill

My, Shadz of Lingo, got more flavor than Pringles

I, shoot the gift, more swifter than Kris Kringle

You talk about, gettin with me, miss me

cause you'll be left misty blue

shit your draw