Lyrics:

Aha, two times
I'm the D to the
Vocabulary spills,
I'm ill, plasmatic
I'll leave ya brain stimulated
No need to be high,
Always exhale the facts
I don't inhale lie
Play the greater man game
To bounce off my laws
I'mma learn the acres, the house and the or's
Of course it's much greater
Than ya friend with the Lexus
Engine is the toma compton
Engine is the EX
Too complex
It makes ma live like God makes it
Who's down south to avoid the pole?
I mean neva
Fuck the court as dime getters be gazin'
Call me Luther, can barely say my style so amazin'
Chasing old sip hoes
To have the last laugh
Even when I'm gone, I'm reappearing in the act
I have to send respects for money makers
When I connect you to your champagne, hoe
Taste a quarter pound from here to New York, don't swine,
Don't eat no pork!
Who am I? The D to the

(Verse)
Easten blades, I've acknowledged a little n your New York paves
Me, wonder why? Pays to be
Certified azul, baby, (???)
By others explored to make a heart core
I make a heart four
Rock MCs and leave us on beside the door
Grind me sometime, when we get the racin' on the mike
We line up the seats. The lyrical killas, they need us on the ceiling
Might I escalade like black eye blate
Musical plates being played by the rule
Kids be steppin' through the stool
You be fools
Playing to drop jewels, but for now, ya go itchin'
We don't give a shit on what crew you run
Ova what section of earth you reside,
You not even a man, nigga, x2
And I'm a man, cause a man say so for yo life
Why keepin' it real? You should try keepin' it righteous
Understand the microphone, mathematics

This is the currency that will bury world status