Part 17

[Verse 1]
My secret weaponry, my buried treasures
Who’s out here breaking double the library records?
This guy, stupendous endless supply
A menace frankly true, too angry to die
Wu-Tangy but not really, just tryna cut through
Unplanned, more like a one man tough crew
Cuff you hold me back, rappers are mostly wack
Concussion, I’m crushin’ a whole tub of Kozy Shack
Holy crap, these drums are so gonzo
Shit, getting my photo taken by Joe Conzo
I rock the show pronto, Toronto, Ontario
Twistin’ the whole system, mono or stereo
Yes yeses like princesses kiss frogs
Accomplished, refreshing my wantlist on Discogs
Destruction, these toys are on my Christmas list
This and this, transitional period like a chrysalis

Freak freak y’all, to the beat y’all
And you don’t stop the bodyrock, come on

(You like that?)
(If you like that somebody say number one) (Number one)
(Say number one) (Number one)
(Say I feel) (I feel)
(Real good)