I'm undefeated like Rocky Marciano
Something for ass, something for cash
I could single you out and isolate you like Mato
Some do the knowledge, some do the math
I'll take you straight up the lane, I block you out the frame
And I'll knock all of ya'll off this wonder wall
I drop the boom bada like Jake LaMatta
Check the transmission, hear the transition
Before you get your fight on, kid, get your stare on
Hit you right below the belt, now you singin' Saprano
Now East Coast, West Coast, wonderin' what's the beef
'Cause on a daily basis, I rock like Oasis
I kill 14 billion cells, puffin' L's
Stompin' devils on all 9 levels of L
Something for ass, something for cash
I put grooves in the mix, I make moves like the knicks
Some do the knowledge, some do the math
Some stick to the road, some stray from the path
It's all bright and sunny when you're holdin' big money
Something for ass, something for cash
Which I don't care if my souls are dead
Quick to be your style from a fetus to a child
As you skim and check feels on chics in high heels
And if Islam's your thing, Allah-u-Akbar
My Sonics got youth, first my mud got honey
Observe the technition INFI Nightvision
Well, then my Hebs back home told me say, "Shalom"
And if you represent the 6 pointed star
Some do the knowledge, some do the math
So come on and feel the sting of the true Pain King
Some do the knowledge, some do the math
Some stick to the road, some stray from the path
Some do the knowledge, some do the math
Some stick to the road, some stray from the path
Talk what you talk, still you don't know what I know
It's goin' down rough like swallowin' teeth
Here come the Don Dada, makin' ghettos red hotter
You hot-light reels, I lace my drug deals
Some do the knowledge, some do the math
I could be the king of grunge if I blow my spunge away
Then I freeze it, believes it, you needs it like heroin
There's a little black spot on the sun today
I say word to Din Lizzy, kid, I get busy
Well, if Jesus is your Lord, then Praise your God
