Lyrics:

[Scratched KRS One sample] New types of verbal Hip-Hop I bring [Senim Silla] Here's that other shit that y'all ain't discovered yet Yes, I'm running it, like the government Hint, hint, Erik B nominated me for President And my pockets is holding treasury Every cent These styles is unknown truth Like where Clark Kent goes When Superman steps out the phone booth Up, up and away goes the tape and show state My mind and mouth should have came with a cape And now Lois Lane wants a date My fame rates higher than my pulse that's false I'm so damn excited I made the Pointer Sisters silent Make a pacifist get violent The rhythm tyrant Ansilla the Hun Hold mics hostage with a terrorist tongue In exchange for a handsome sum Going down like Young Guns In a blaze of glory before we're done [Scratched KRS One sample] New types of verbal Hip-Hop I bring [Senim Silla] Rappers antagonists come to aggravate Hip-hop, herald of life, I actuate My haikus increasingly broaden your IQs I assess So now I'm going (Senim?) to test Through the elimination process Who can contest Working poetry in progress Be it world tour or conquest So I embark on this expedition In Napoleon tradition I'm a small man with complex expositions Marvel of exhibitions Can you stand the rain of this edition? [The Anonymous] If you want to stay in the kitchen Quit bitching Me and my henchmen Trigger fingers itching Shoot the gift like Mitch Richmond New inventions My intention's To take Hip-hop to new dimensions Did I fail to mention We wig-splitting? So all you Hip-hop heads probably need stitching Tricky