Rhymes for the Deaf, Dumb and Blind

[Intro] Ah what are you talking about make some noise? That was dope though What? No, not me. No no no no no no no no no Go 'head man [Gift of Gab] I got rhymes for the deaf dumb and blind And a 20/20 eyesight; big mouth yappin Crystal clear ear competition mere child's play When I'm formin up, can't be guarded now, sendin y'all to the Drawing board, I floored niggas with the skills I'm sick and bored, of all the triggers and the steel That you're cappin; why don't you give all that weak shit a rest And start rappin - I'm puffin the buddha bless yes I'm packin BOWLS, and spittin the rhymes on test the bra Be like D'Wayne from *What's Happening* talking about "Uh-uhh!" Ya, can't defeat me, delete me, beat me, greet me With a grin or, get your chin jaw and your neck broke And then I'll rip off your arm and throw it in a stew— Boy I'll make mincemeat of you, simps beat a few, wimps eat a few Shrimps need a new, temp-orary mind-boggler, follow me, G Niggerole, bigger flows, hover over small ones Others flows will fall, come and get some Runnin shit one rhyme AFTER the next Master the flexology, follow me, take all of me Fuck a beast, buck a beast, sucker please Don't you know *Miuziweighs-a-freakin-ton* like Chuck D's? Psych! Thought I would contradict myself, didn't ya? I'm gettin ya I'm hittin ya ass with bass all in your face so taste the bit In ya, bowls of Soul, get on a Train but I'm not Don Cornelius Really it's not no gimmicky shit like chicken popcorn Now new and meatier, shootin like a meteor Beats fat and beatier, feed me your brain child The strange style contains foul language So tell you kids to go to sleep so the beat can enhance you ock If you a rapper grab your mic broke cancel the Glock yo' Ass is grass and I'm the lawnmower hey bonhead nigga Put your rhyme in the towaway zone Red's all I see like if my name was El Toro On the land, smokin a reefer, underwater smokin a coral reef I squash beef like a meat grinder I'm the kind of chief rocker to seek and destroy boys Oy, I'm all of that and a plate of chitlins So won't you sit and listen to the way I flip the script Like, a pizza-maker flips a pizza, breakin shit Delete you makin hits complete awaken kids I eat ya Like a batch of bacon bits takin it to the next step LET'S GET ILL