On the quest to qualify for these inquisitive quotes
Everythin' you represent is immoral
My shit busts like Busta Rhymes

Singular, not plural
They research my stem cells, clone ten of me
I'm the pinnacle rhyme kid
Get up, how we rock

The M O N C H, y'all know the name
M O N C H, M O N C H
Clinically approved for you to move your behind with
Get up, how we rock
Show them how we roll, yeah, yeah
I freeze MC's zero degrees below
Show them how we roll, yeah, yeah
Stop Pharoahe Monch from havin' verbal epiphanies

Fire sixteen bars, wireless communication, let's go
Hallelujah, Pharoahe marchin' to ya
Stick 'em up, it's that, get 'em up, it's that
Your chicks text us like Dallas and Austin
I spark tireless illumination

Let's go, line 'em up, light it up
Put 'em up, it's that, let's go

And any line of mine is criminal mind
Let's go, line 'em up, light it up
One for the money, two for the show
Show them how we roll, yeah, yeah
Fall in line with the sick, cynical grime shit
Let's go, line it up, light it up
One for the money, two for the show

I glisten man, stop snitchin' man
Y'all just can't see me like Matt Murdoch
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
From Long Beach to Boston
Fire it up, wire me up, let it blow
Fire it up, wire me up, let it blow
You need to get loose to the heat of produce
Timeless are world girls who get inspired with Pharoahe
Three to get it crackin' in the hood, let's go

Pharoahe Monch blows shows
Three to get it crackin' in the hood
You and your sidekick get rid of that whack trio
You use sex to sell, bring your Nextel to Sprint
My rhymes pop like them nines
Do you need to be reminded now?
Quirk ass MC's be as queer as folk

Send one of 'em back in time just to get rid of me
That clammy tote, but they rap lackluster shine

And I blind 'er with original rhyme shit
Show them how we rock
Show them how we roll, yeah, yeah
Show them how we rock

Sniffin' lines of coke, that's all she wrote
One for the money, two for the show

Now that's new definition to 'Your Own Worst Enemy'
Three to get it crackin' in the hood, let's go
Y’all know the name, let’s go
Fire it up, wire me up, let it blow
Talkin' about, “Nigga can rap”, no shit, Sherlock