What Am I?

[Pharoahe Monch] You blink, I think with synchronicity Split my body, Multiplicity shit Fifteen places at the same time, speaking the gospel The optical illusion or obstacle, the institution of Impossible word resuscitation and execution Electrocution [High Priest] Electrocution, emergency broadcast beacon Reachin' expand the bandwidth Stand beyond the abandoned sarcophagus Brimstone pullin' the esophagus Of the dragon breathing apocalypse [Pharoahe Monch] Spit-spit out shit-shit, get incredible responses From these unearthly creatures and androgynistic monsters Haunts the every move you make [High Priest] Pattern, exorcist, exercise No discretion when pressing the boundaries Surround the beat like street lights on nights With mics and lateral battle moves To all crews, MCs – freeze {*scratching*} [Chorus] What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? [High Priest] The a cappella block rocker shocker Off the top of the roof, fly MC entity [Beans] Me proceed Enslave fragment images enhanced by system of our compulsions Transcriptions transparent as captivity caged by emcees In flocks of thousands, picking at sand! [High Priest] The Super Soaker vein choker, poker-face Straight hate treads stay red Dead clouds brought back to life, mic majestic, untested Destined to rest among the best of the system solar North Polar controller of the mic, MC the battle laser [L.I.F.E. Long] The first release quick, kick back the impact Came in, crush on contact, knock out your contacts, when in combat Called Combaticon, causing wreckage, pummeling carnage Carnivorous to con, anti to pop, then apply sauce, then chomp [High Priest] The "to-the-break-of your neck" MC With the impact of a wrecking ball To the back of the head, black rocker of rap Don't look back on my optics Times two, high score in Galaxian Axiom tracks become one of many Collision, precision, incision within your skull case [L.I.F.E. Long] Necks twist, turn off selective words Earl Blaize double effects, you triple take, flex and nerves Revenge of the Nerds seen in blurs Only the sound of words splurred Now you remember when men get dis-mem-bered [Beans] What can I say about MCs? What couldn't I say about MCs? Every heart churning insult would be looked as praise for their demise The bastard owed me his life Look at everyone hide their celebration By sipping tears from raised champagne glasses I hope they are buried so deep Even the worms and the maggots couldn't breathe [Chorus] What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I?