Tengen Toppa

Surprise, bitches, guess who's bizzack man No crack, but I pealed off caps, with such ease The King that's perfected the atrociously loved sound Known as the lo-fi no-fi, a/k/a me And I'm killing these lames, flames bang like set trippers Boot lickers get flipped up, and sauteed like rug feelers Can I get a witness? Never mind, stop snitching Tools on deck, but no guns. Man, stop bitching! Forget a pro era, this is the new era! Foots insert in their sphincter, call them bitches Farrah Call them bitches Montana, call them bitches Jolie Pardon me, self-promotion, but that shit's always key! But ain't SHIT free! Gotta pay me for these beats Pay me for these features, pay me for expertise Do you just skim through shit or really listen? I've been doing this shit, since you were on your knees (Sucking on a D...whoa there) [Hook: Speed on the Beat] Naw, nigga. Bring the beats back Everybody in the booth know I'm not done yet So, go ahead put the next verse on Running through this shit raw, no lube, at all... (Man) This is that animated Tengen Toppa shit Nerdish but still push your face in Break the unbreakable when we step in the spot We back in the building...you are not [Verse Two: Speed on the Beat] They saying "papa don't go, I'll do anything." Absent-father ass fuckers, up in this thing And even though mine, threw Rices to my mom a couple times I don't repeat his mistakes, because I break the chain I make the impossible possible with my ultimate flame I drill through the heavens with only a dollar to my name Maintain it in my image: flawed, but so persistent On making some sort of perfection, I burst through the galaxy (That's 24) Throwing stars at the gods, and laugh at my enemies Evolve every second, and call physics pesky Don't test me, i make energy appear from thin air Can't revive them anymore, I'm not God, let's be clear: I'm just a Mortal Man, with a will unstoppable Breaking the unbreakable, do you know what i'm going for? Or better yet, let me ask you this: "Who the hell do you think I am, son of a bitch?" [Hook: Speed on the Beat] Naw, nigga. Bring the beats back Everybody in the booth know I'm not done yet So, go ahead put the next verse on Running through this shit raw, no lube, at all... This is that animated Tengen Toppa shit Pierce the heavens every time that SOTB spit Break the unbreakable when we step in the spot We back in the building...you are not [Verse Three: Speed on the Beat] We say "Row Row" and "Fight the Power" Tower over the relics with epicness unseen A man only dies when they forget about him So, I'll make sure I'm etched in history Sketched into the books, drawn upon the moons And the stars realigned to spell my destiny No games though, but if my sunset is overdrive? Bring advanced warfare to those who stop me Respect authoritah, no memes, no Charlie Sheen No hoes, I'm obscene, and when I'm mean I crush the People who try to say that we're inferior With the lifeblood that I spoke of back on the intro From a boy to a man, from Juke Joints to Greatness Little Speed dug through the face of the earth, shit... Thanks y'all, so even as I stand to leave? I guess rap really is the soul of man (Uh, yeah) Because I've got this shit. I got this shit My nigga, I got this shit... Didn't I tell you on S4 that I would be on my KRIT shit? So, if this "king" right here will be remembered in time? Gotta make sure the doors been blown off the fucking hinges (...Remembered in time? Gotta make sure the doors blown off the fucking hinges) Man, off the fucking hinges... [Outro: Speed on the Beat] Yeah...Speed on the Beat. I'm finally done. Mama, I'm finally done! I'm finally done, mama