Riot

[Adlib: THURZ]

L.A. to Illadelf'

[Verse 1: Black Thought]

I said, lo and behold black information overload

I walk around in a trance, Paul Oakenfold

The one that used to be the lowest on the totem pole

I reconstructed my goals and left a broken mold

Then set sights on the open road

And hit up anywhere and everywhere, that real shit is born in soul

The game got me on an honor roll

That mean whenever speaking my name begin it with The Honorable

T-A-R, one 'I' like a monocle

'Q', I bring the riot through and laugh like it's comical, boy

Shit, I beat ya' ass like a mama do

Smoking catatonic chronic, out in Bonnaroo

I'm psychological, so jump like Geronimo

Get your fucking ass knocked down like a domino

Yo, I don't work then I won't eat

No, I don't Facebook and I don't tweet

Ya'll mother fuckers out of control, like O.C

Taking a loss on the chin, like a goatee

Me? I'm kind of like a cellar door, low key

Used to mix bottles of Champale with O.E

I'm Aristotle I can't fail, I'm O.G

I came through to get free like no fee

Yo, they got me on the pedestal, trophy

Got 'em saying, damn 'Riq cheating like adultery

Sycamore, sitting on paper like upholstery

Noam Chomsky, on the organized rhyme-spree

To battle me would be a borderline robbery

And that's what it is, I'm Jimbrowski

In certain circles, call me the Big Lebowski

Ya'll Steve Urkels better find out about me

[Verse 2: Thurz]

Look, I been telling niggas I'm a terrorist

A biopsy might show you where the weapon is

Remove my brain, the bomb might self-destruct

Nuclear meltdown, Japan times ten - we all fucked

I'm uncut, Peruvian

Coked up, hydrochloride my fan base doped up

Lames duckin', chickens cluckin' you hemmed up

[?] [?] tailoring the city like black Chucks

This is the score to the riot, got heart in ya'

Too many rappers in the closet like Narnia

With the anal raps, all of them is fucking ass

The whole world on fire is the forecast

And suckers telling me you ought to take deep cover

Niggas wanna leave me like I'm sexin' Jesus' mom

Holy motherfucker

Kill the best member 'pon your team and his mom need a plumber

Delonte West motherfucker, but 'F' that

Reaching for some higher goals, higher places gotta take the higher road

To the dream, a 5'9" Olajuwon, kid

Cut that dead weight so a nigga can live

Refined like wine, take a sip and wake up from the hangover

Watch how I define

The game of Wilt Chamberlain and Kobe on the track

I might resurrect and probably bring Chick Hearn back

To commentate about this legendary shit

Commemorate me, at the funeral, play this

I swear, I'm on my Peter Parker tip

Mutated to a superhero like a spider bit

My ass, and now I'm spinning webs around your clique

Spider Man, tighter than your loose flow

Putting work in like Mexicans in front of the Home Depot

Look, this is the Molotov cocktail

We burn it down like demons ran out of hell

This is the riot with the bars, no taking L's