Drink a tall glass of vocab, hide your weed stash/My style leave you high like one hundred grams of authentic hash/you can smell this original packaged thru the plastic bag

I'm potent like short fuse dynamite sticks, next to explosives/Words stain your brain, eat away at your conscious like corrosives

I overload your memory mode/Shut down finally taking its toll

Make your self esteem curve like osteoporosis/Well balanced like osmosis

Send yout cerebellum into OT/Inoculated in your verbal tea, or by needlepoint. I still corrupt your bloodstream

Develop into an unknown debility/Sent a letter to Dr.Egghead, who characterized it as Virial Poetry

Informed you of how a large dosage of adjectives, adverbs, and nouns was the only remedy/Prescribed the platinum pen for metaphors and similes

But you still refused, so medical teams kidnapped you from the scene and put you on intensive IV/Switched the morphine to A Rose That grew From Concrete

Thought ypu could flatline by polluting your bean with TV/I'm two steps ahead of you. reach for the remote by bedside, no need. Trauma Ward programmed every channel to recieve the Shakespeare Documentary

There is no escaping me?I nourish your Medula Oblongata until your mental glossary becomes that of obesity

Have you trembling like foot and mouth disease/Sweating like long sleeve Coogi's worn at the beach

Never challenge this Champ-E-Ton, I don't play by rules/Hit you below the belt with a clause against the law and have you seeing twos

I force rookies to pick up the pen and practice/ I force experts to go underneath the matress, withdraw the secret tablet

Rush the cabinet for extra artiliries/Strap their chest with the vest of humility, drop all regulations of civilty

I'm a savage, I murder all produts made of P-A-P-E-R/rape notebooks violently between blue lines, sodomize stationary; My explicit acts are bizarre

I carry my weapon out the holster for any that wish to test/use the permanent ink to sign my John Hancock across any chest

who am I, DNA. That muslim cat Johannes, I always keep it religious/PLay the game wrong and you bound to catch stitches

Disrespect, I hit you with the floorboard across your face/You're a disgrace, never could carry your weight, not eat from your own plate

I'm the type to steal your soul mate, and let her know of all her mistakes/Have her eating right, then invite your over for our wedding cake

You need to fimilarize yourself with the street name DNA/I am forever here to stay

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