Certified Verse Murderer (chorus x4) I'm a certified verse murderer You're stealing all your shit, so I call you a turd burglar (verse 1) I take your breath away, it's hard to rip it from start to finish I'll put you out of business, let's call you Sharper Image I got that cryogenic flow, clinically frozen With a Polaroid of me on X, picture me rollin Victory smokin, doused in gas and caught on fire Designing bombs atomically like Robert Oppenheimer You wanna rock a cypher? I started rappin in Starter jackets Worked overtime using artist wackness as target practice Get to know the smile, I'm gonna stick around and flow awhile And keep my baby picture on your wall, I'm such a poster child I Puff the Magic Dragon but I'm not a lazy serpent It turns out I'm an 80s version of a crazy person I'm the descriptive type/I'm so in love with rap That instead of playing spin the bottle, I was kissin mics You may be flying Solo but you shouldn't be holding Hope Cuz even God is sayin weed is natural, Holy smokes (chorus x4) (verse 2) I go by Versatai, a certified verse murderer You're stealing all your shit, so I call you a turd burglar Workin the Earth's curvature, tryin to take initiative Surgical third person Verse is changing his derivative You're so inquisitive, how do I stay relevant? Spit with the same eloquence, givin me great elements Take and relate measurements, converting them to metric ways While God was kicking back, I was working on that 7th day My Hellish flames have made me the game's antithesis Play with the same exquisiteness as 8 of Tiger's mistresses Parade my viciousness that's why I got enemies I'ma shock the world like Oswald did when he shot Kennedy I'm never dyin, always livin just for the moment My poor opponents are meeting all of my war components You're sorta hopeless, I'm pourin focus like shots of liquor So when I say throw your hands up, I hope you got the picture (chorus x2) (Verse 3) When I started on this song I didn't know it'd be my intro My sick flows are so Leukemia, like swollen lymph nodes I'm such a fuckin beast they need MonsterQuest to uncover me Life's so subtly bouncin up and down like double Ds I'm kind of a big deal so you can bet my books are leather bound And yeah that smell's mahogany, so you should prolly settle down I'll kill a beat but I won't charge you like a wildebeest Spit bewildered speak while being hyped up by Verbility The thrill you seek is down a hill so steep like roller coasters Bodybagging broke posers, and comatosin' overdosers A natural born leader, I'm the dude to take charge My lines are good for you, let's call them Nutri Grain Bars I know I've earned my place on the hip hop honor roll Spouting off these lines that are infectious like the common cold When I'm catching fire just remember stop, drop and roll A 21 pun salute, I'm bout to lock and load

Afterthought (chorus x2) Can you answer why you consider me an afterthought? I guess Versatai fever's somethin, you haven't caught Prolly cuz I, I hate college, I'm no Asher Roth I'm done being hard and guarded, it's time to cast it off (verse 1) I'm not a major factor and I'm not a swagger jacker I just wanna stick around to be your favorite rapper I may not come to every show, but I spit a heavy flow And if there's something I should do differently, just let me know Is it cuz you can't understand me when I'm rappin fast? Or is it because I make you think, like playing baccarat? Is it cuz I didn't grow up playing at the Neutral Zone I'm still a Lions fan who's never seen them in the Super Bowl It is cuz I don't play the brown nose game? Is that the reason Verse isn't a household name? I wasn't a River Rat, a Pioneer or Wolverine But I still was here when our area code was 313 I've tried to go bigger but I've gotten no play You would think I was imprisoned in Guantanamo Bay I've put together bills with members from all the different crews So how come I wasn't asked to participate in interviews? (chorus x2) (verse 2) I won't nurse you back to health, but I've got some sick abilities I keep the Diary of a Madman, cuz I'll Killah Priest I get my fans to Raise Up like I'm Petey Pab I want a piece of the pie, so I slit throats like Sweeney Todd I lust for sloth and gluttony and other deadly sins And I'm not horsin around, pullin tricks like equestrian I'm a sexaholic, alcoholic, whatever you wanna call it You can't have my afterthoughts if there's no, cash in your wallet I make you pay to play like you do high school sports again But once you get the itch I recommend you buy some Lotrimin I'm feng shui, so I'm big on having one night stand I don't have air conditioning, just a bunch of white fans I show flashes of brilliance but it's only when the camera's on Been known to shrink a head but never grew up in the Amazon When you couldn't figure it out, you prolly threw a fit Went on Wikipedia, or typed it in and Google'd it (chorus x6)

Enemy (short) (chorus x2) When you're doin promo you never mention me When we're face to face, you're fake, you just pretend to be I always thought that you were a good friend to me Now I see what you wanted, you're just an enemy (verse) You begged for me to let you get a set to get ahead But you took the opportunity and you shit on it instead I thought you were a friend to me but it turns out you’re an enemy The general consensus sees a chemical dependency Do you know how hard I work to set up shows uniquely? You need me, believe me, I make this shit look easy You, waltz in, think it's free for all friends And you got like 30 of em and they're all performin An hour late for sound check, you wonder why your sound's wrecked All your fans are on your stage, you question why your crowd's less You run 10 minutes over your given time limit And when I ask why you say it's none of MY business? I'm who put you on and I agreed to add another act And your set was fucking terrible, and that's a public fact You acted like my friend until the money had come And when I said you didn't earn your keep you threw a fucking tantrum (chorus x2)

Chloroform (chorus x2) I believe I'm the overlord Cuz if you're battlin me, it's lights out like chloroform And don't you dare think I'm overboard Cuz if you're battlin me, it's lights out like chloroform (S.A. The Abolitionist) I'm an evil being, reeking of green, you couldn't defeat this team As a matter of fact when we leave you'll be fleeing the scene You're running farther than a damn marathon and I just Keep coming harder than a man without arms when I bust I must confess, I'm such a mess, cuz of this obsession I love stressin, compressin some sentences for this fuckin session I'm blunt, rollin with a fat sack of reefer But I push the envelope like an Anthrax dealer I'm seeing two of you, and I can't stand neither Your girl's the type of chick with a ransacked beaver This man's eager to jam pack to capacity, a theater And actually rap until I'm damaging the speakers I'm sounding high like, only having tweeters in your ride When you're listening to this I'm in the backseat, about to choke you with a line You're a wreck to try to test me And say you're hard like, you're erect to guys especially (chorus x2) (Versatai) I'm an ordinary gentleman, with extraordinary penmenship I was born with scary sentences, transform me as a mentalist After my punches, your physique and career are question marks You're flexin parts with weapon scars, you think you're reppin hard? Can't contain me in parenthesis, cuz I'm the greatest, period Chop colons into semi-colons, cuz I've gained experience I love indecent pranking, I believe in illegal hazing I'll put you in more awkward positions than Tebow Planking Right now you should consider your ears so damn lucky Cuz I've forced myself upon them for years like I'm Sandusky I'll chloroform your crew, let's drink a brew and take some head shots Contract my services for cheap like DVDs from RedBox I assisted Casey Anthony, and we made quite a team I say I'm going green, but I'm never seen recycling You wanna play a game, it's biological four square I'll spike your mind with lines of psychological warfare (Chorus x2) (Deebo Mac) Offa the rocker mentally Meant to be full of energy Integrated a formula Formulated thru chemistry Niggas need a schematic When I rhyme A lyrical labyrinth is how I lay my verses The purpose Confuse the enemy My mind is like a brigade Out of al Qaeda I got metaphors To metamorphosize a homeboy Out of a hater However ur hype Is hypothetical So lemme address that Ur edible I sit with a fork and knife Where you rest at Gimme the Mic I bless that Lyrical holy ghost Is comin outta me Who hot as me Guarantee them niggas is Probly fake as Patrick swayze doin pottery I pity the fool that never knew I specialize in sodomy So you and ur opinion Should be happy if I let you bathe In a pond full Of my excrement With all the other minions Spit hot as an inferno Gorilla dickin these rappers pussy lyrics While my Niggas act like They ain't no about it like Paterno I know that the rhyme is staggering My flow is made to be stagnant Niggas who hate Got women who sticking to me Like a magnet Hip hop is like a father All u wack Niggas done murdered So my purpose is to show you the second coming of hamlet Staring dead at a juggernaut Fuck if I get ur love or not Blasting off with a 32 Doubt if I need another shot 3 of the dopest emcees Takin over another spot Spittin yae thru the Mic U could boil off in another pot

Welcome to the Mitten (Chorus) We're 3 Worlds Apart screamin welcome to the mitten If you can't stand the heat then get the fuck up out the kitchen You need a dope rhyme? Well we're fittin the description Just get your hands up and represent it for the mitten Cuz, we're everything that your catalog is missin We've been around forever so the fact we're dope's a given The whole landscape of Michigan hip hop is shiftin We're 3 Worlds Apart screamin welcome to the mitten (Rick the Raconteur) Welcome to Michigan, so where do I begin? Our Pigs are Blind and our lakes have no comparison Music as notable as the late George Harrison And the cars we manufacture are straight up American We turn prized Wolverines right into Presidents Held Magic in our palms and our skyhooks are heaven sent Party like rockstars, much to our own detriment And when we give you Red Wings, you wish that you stayed celibate Fab Five with styles sweeter than a Sour Patch Lost all my damn cash on grass at the Hash Bash This glove has finger prints that don't fade like common sense Ann Arbor state of mind, blowin smoke from my esophagus (Versatai) All we're tryin to do is represent for our metropolis And don't worry about the rapture, homie, we'll decide the apocalypse Tired of these rappers in and out like an accordion You wanna commit suicide, you shoulda called Kevorkian (chorus) (Versatai) The definition of mitten rippage, I'm scriptin exquisite writtens A purely unadulterated Sex Pistol, like Sid the Vicious I'm more delicious than a beer from Bell's Brewery And I'm a Saint that's got this on Lock, like up in Sault Marie Michigan is Erie cuz we claim to be Superior We're not from either side, we just hold down the interior Detroit had come to terms, they're infested with Rodman Worms With more punches in my Palace than Artest or Thomas Hearns A huge ego, I need aerial shots, so fly the blimp out And when I die my burial plot is inside the Big House I belong among the best like my name was Cobb or Trammell Build a statue to my greatness too, that's so monumental The game's changing, while others pretend to refine I'm craftin inventions like Henry Ford's assembly line We're smooth sailing through rough waters, and roll through all the lands You wanna know where I'm from? I can show you on my....hand (chorus) (Randall Brian) *sings*

Magic in the Booth (Verse 1) A rather smart guy masquerading as a barfly My cock has a clock stopwatch, gives you a hard time Massive erection, light headed like cabin depression Check your issues at the door, it's a baggage-free section Are you hearing popping noises and blood curdling cries? Those are just your ears being devirginized by Versatai I'm extraterrestrial I got clones in another universe Looking down upon me for the day I win a Pulitzer The way I grip the mic, I'll be fillin up the gigabytes Can tell I'm gettin old cuz all my shows are now on Nick at Nite I'm broke as fuck but I'm not flowin using Pro Tools But I'm still in a class of my own, I'm home schooled I'm not power trippin, I'm a bit misogynistic You're a dyke who fights for equal rights, this isn't awkward is it? I'm reppin, bench pressin while I'm exorcising demons And you've only seen sections of what I'm known to ride a beat with (Chorus) One of these days you're gonna see me on the TV You'll hear what I'm saying, and then I'll have you believing My life has a purpose I'm supposed to find the meaning I've tried to slow it down but the years continue speeding Careening in a way that I'm unaccustomed to I've got a chip on my shoulder, I've got something to prove Sometimes I speak fast so try not to get confused There's something special here it's like magic in the booth (Verse 2) I play this game like a goalie, I’m cutting off angles Only way you’re reaching Heaven’s if you’re sucking off angels I’m liberal with dirty jokes, I’m playfully degenerate Got rocks off on your lockjaw, I’m facially insensitive Miss me when I’m gone? I’m still a livin’, breathin’ bit of semen Spit the sickest writtens meanin’ I insist the shit’s demeanin’ I dwell inside the Devil’s ass, I’m livin’ in a Hellhole The 3 (three) of us are Worlds Apart, in the middle of 7(seven) 4 (fo’) Killin these folks under invisibility cloaks My ability smokes like the divinity pope’s division re-votes Like Damon Wayans, I bring Major Payne when I invade your brain I'll give you Grammar lessons, call me Dr. Frasier Crane I've got mechanical rhythm, mandible cannibalism Dismantle tangible symptoms like Hannibal's victims Unlike the vandals of Canada's system, there is no free health care And there's not a chance in Hell I give a fuck about your welfare (chorus) (Verse 3) I've got the rapping answers like a doctor while you're battling cancer Like a bear inside your tent in the wild, you're not a happy camper I've evolved communication, bubbled up and been the first to frost You're my hernia patient, so turn and cough I write the longest horror stories, here's the quick version I'll remove your Muslim head piece, I'm dis-turban My style adapts perfectly for any beat or feature My excited rodent fans are eager beaver bleacher creatures My Great flows erecting China walls, they're language barriers But still support me, be a line-backer like James Farrior I'm three quarters of the way there, I need a quarterback Cuz every dollar counts, so don't go and torrent that We're almost to the end but this is only the beginning Cuz it sounds like I write my rhymes in Coding like DaVinci The world is full of lies but I'm inhabiting the truth Cuz my raps are half the proof that there is magic in the booth

Winds of Change (chorus x2) The winds of change are blowin, across the plain Our new music, seems to be throwing you off your game Focus on your career before calling my name You think you sound different but you all sound the same (Verse) The mainstream has come back to Earth after a meteoric rise As long as there is radio, people will keep supporting lies The underground's returning like Jordan in 95 But we're still far apart like when divorce is finalized We are more gifted in the clever department Pickin off relevant artists like intelligent marksmen The both of us always seem to be locked up in a foot race And carving out our own Nook is pointless, like a bookcase We wear Orion's Belt cuz we're a group of 3 stars And we possess so much Desire like a Streetcar But like tree bark, getting recognition seems hard We're hungry artists, but at some point won't we starve? The winds of change are blowin, across the plain And like the Santa Ana's it's hot, it's causing flames We're closer than we've ever been to a level playing field Where one day it'll be popular NEVER to take a deal (chorus x2)

First Frost (Verse) There's nasty weather, and it's getting rather helter skelter I drop a milli-bars, like barometric pressure I spit conjecture with pleasure, rip it forever I got a couple Growing Pains that I tried to Sever It got better once I turned into an honest guy Stopped chasin tail and wasn't blinded by the dollar sign Apologized to everyone that I ostricized Dropped the college lie, now I'm what hard work personifies I homicide rhymes cuz my spirit's unbridled While others back away cuz they hear I'm unrivaled And they're afraid to print it cuz they fear that it's libel So they make up stories and they appear as the Bible I'm the Anti-Christ, more Frank than the 4th Reich I'm coming back, take it to the bank in a fortnight You can call me Nostradamus cuz I have the fore sight To be a Skywalker and just get the Force right Like Newton, I think outside the box, I'm existential I believe what I believe and no belief is preferential Cuz when I rain I pour, and trust me its torrential So get your ducks in a row, and make sure they're sequential I'm so cold that I make the frost permeate I'm used to high pressure but that's just the cost to circulate And with global warming raising temps like the murder rate I'm a perpetrating hurricane set to exterminate (chorus x2) The first frost rolls in, under the ground The chills hit your spine and start plummeting down You shudder, if only because you're lovin the sound We hit your ear drum like some thunderous clouds (Shneal) First Frost I'm changing like the leaves I watch the birds fly south, damn, that's freedom You don't know the truth if you're believing it For all I know I'm living the biggest lie, but I don't wanna leave again It's play the game or get played by it It's make a statement or stay quiet I can't be who I am and who I'm supposed to be at the same time It ain't right for me to change but I can't fight it In my field, I'm the minority Would try more to be normal but I got crooked priorities If you wouldn't die for it, reconsider the choice To keep going, I'm still here, you know what that means, don't ya Pursuit of the vanity is viewed as insanity Cuz what you do to get it will ruin who you plan to be But screw it, I can handle it, the game can't handle me And another dead vulture is food for the family Some think you left when you thought that they were following It hurts your heart, but is it worth the argument? Is it love in you eyes or is it just a disguise? I only speak the truth, so I don't trust in no lies It's, First Frost, it's oh so bitter Stayin close to my boys cuz it's almost winter And the curiosity that made my flow grow sicker Already killed the cat but it won't kill the whole litter, yeah (Chorus x2)

Why? (verse 1) Ball without a budget, I get paid bi-weekly Workin 60 hour weeks, I rarely spend my time freely You might see me, only if you come to my work I'm goin fuckin berzerk, this number crunchin it hurts Craft a masterpiece? More like I'm trapped in math's disasterpiece I'm capped at half the salary, a fact that rather baffles me From the beginning we held these truths to be self-evident But what happens when you're screwed as a dude who's too intelligent I get in the lab with a pen and a pad, to forget the past I'm driftin back to envision the shit I wish I had Bank accounts with the blank amounts, wish I could take it out Not havin written a check wonderin which day it'll bounce I'm holdin tough, cuz I know that's what a soldier does I'm dyin inside, but I keep emotions frozen shut I'm scrapin by, I'm like a shoe without the laces tied I say I'm fine, but if I trip I may just say goodbye (Chorus x2) Why is my life shattered like a backboard? Why am I always standing on a trap door? Why do I sense that this is just a bad joke? Then why is it so real that my accounts are flat broke? (Verse 2) My past is present and my future's lookin undefined My role's reversed like flippin 6's into number 9's Depressed about my lack of money saved, so I buy some beer It tries to cheer me up, but it gets me drunk, and I wonder why I'm here Sure I've got a healthy life, and yes I've got a sexy wife And yes I know I'm talented, you don't have to tell me twice I'm in a world of pain, my brain is spinnin like a hurricane It's not depression or a storm, it starts with a K and ends with an A Not Katrina or Korea, it's more than likely karma I have to be creative in order to stretch my money farther I'd take five but never to break stride A helluva trained eye lookin for a thousand ways to die My appearance is a facade, caught bluffin I've said it loud and proud so maybe I can stop frontin I could run away but I bet it solves nothin I wish this were a game so I could hit the pause button (Chorus x2) (Verse 3) Well its, for better or worse, and in sickness and health It's an intelligent curse when you're wicked as hell I'm not tough, I've rarely been up in a fuckin fight But my persona changes when I'm pickin up the mic Nothin's right, a lot has changed since my solo intro Forgo my kinfolk, they should learn to hold their lips closed Stop begging me for money you know I don't owe you And if you think I do then lawyer up and try to show proof So nice to peoples' faces, but the nasty rears its ugly head As soon as backs are turned, it's a moment that I fuckin dread Two-faced motherfuckers, why do I CARE what my uncle said Have you ever thought to enjoy life and try to love instead? Over the years I've bit my lip and kept my trap shut So I apologize if my words hit you like a Mack truck Before you ask me why, understand where I am coming from The answer to your why, is it is YOU that I am running from (chorus x2)

The Craft Show (chorus x2) I'm making art, don't you see this is the craft show? I'm collecting dollar bills every time that I pass go When I'm writin bars I can sound just like an asshole You weren't on my collabos cuz you've never seen a craft show (Verse) I’ve got a knack for craftin’ lines cuz no one raps it like this mastermind I sharpen hardened blades to carve your face, I’ve got an axe to grind You have to die, you’re facing certain death, you’re such a nervous wreck While I’m as calm as ever, probably cuz I popped a Percocet Your girl's textin me X and O, she used you as a steppin' stone I ride where I reside, cuz her vagina is my second home I'm a legend known to speak a bunch of savage shit My C4 is a hit, but not to sink a fuckin Battleship I'll teach you how to slash your wrists, so call me MasterCuts Scare you worse than the morning after you didn't wrap it up With shit more disgusting than what two girls do to a plastic cup I blow a lot of smoke, but listen close cuz I can back it up I've spent a lifetime avoiding wackness, I'm fucking allergic I give the people what they want, call that customer service Ascending to the top, it's such a feat to reach the pinnacle But I'm a stroke of genius, you beat your meat to these subliminals (chorus x2) (DZK) Got no reason for breathin', an apprehension for livin' Cuz my existance just consists of stalkin' innocent women Talkin in voices, "let's kill them and get it out of our system" Damn, this iPhone Siri bitch is serious business I knew I should've Asked Jeeves I'm at your local high school makin rent sellin crack leaves Yeah these kids are too fuckin stupid if you ask me "Here", I got em puffin parsley out a glass piece What the fuck, I get drunk, yo there's no joke for this line I'm drunk at all times, I'm broke in my mind Yo how this liquor like this legal and yet smokin's a crime Where the fuck is Ryan Dunn, I wanna go for a drive Listen, for all my fuckin rhymes, I should apologize But I will not cuz you would know that it's a fuckin lie I've got no conscience, I'm just monsterous And I'ma say what the fuck I gotta say, that's a promise (chorus x2) (Warbux) I'm the illest in the game and I'm stakin my claim The name's Warbux, bitch, don't you take it in vain Now I ain't sayin that I'm God, but I'm Goddamn close And I'll explain it to you why, but take some Goddamn notes I've been doin this rap shit since you were in diapers Before the influence of wack shit that's been ruining cyphers But this is where the New Era begins We were kind enough to share the shit with Jeremy Lin But this ain't basketball This is masterful rappin, my notebook is protected by a castle wall And I am just a stone, you can laugh your asses off Cuz I wanna eat a burger worse than David Hasselhoff My mom calls me Brian, friends call me Orakpo Your girl calls me daily, I call her a crack hoe This is the Craft Show, Creep Show and Versatai is Servin up some verses more merciless than the MRSA virus (chorus x2)

Survival of the Misfits (Verse) How many people actually listen to my music? You say it's in the thousands? Go ahead and prove it Facebook "likes" and SoundClick charts are useless Don't be so clueless, those are only for amusement There's a handful of people who know I spit amazing rhymes The rest listen to the radio, they're wasting time It's bubble gum, cookie cutter shit that's just erasing minds They follow what is popular instead of just embracing mine You say you're a fan because you are a friend to me? I did shows you didn't see, you just pretend to be I released an album that you said you'd buy eventually You can't name a lyric from my songs, you're dead to me If that's what you want, pop music's to the rescue Catchy beats and simple hooks they just impress you It's too bad cuz our style of flow you shouldn't miss this We're still here cuz it's survival of the misfits (chorus) The general public has turned into some nitwits All my so-called fans are on my shit list When in doubt we come alive, you gotta come to grips with We're not dying, it's survival of the misfits In the grand scheme of things you know we don't belong You gotta give us a chance, just hear our songs I promise one day that you'll wanna sing along Hear a full album and tell me that I'm wrong

Self-Destructive (verse 1) When I started I had just one focus and one goal But continuing that focus led me down a tough road I started spreadin' thin, just to win, cuz I never did Give a shit about the other artists I was reppin with Sure I pretended to have their best interests in mind But all I really cared about was the vision of mine Selfish, self-sufficient, self-destructive but beside myself Just a shitty human being but believe me I hide it well Switched from solo to group shit, I kept restricted livin Skipped my inhibitions and I sniffed a bit of a premonition Gettin up out of my way has been the toughest challenge one could face Pushing forward but like on a treadmill I'm runnin in place I'm gettin in my own way, which is blowin like hoes with cocaine Continuing flowin with no pay until I'm strokin the Rogaine One day I hope to break down these walls and see what's over there I need to just stick to a plan and fuckin grow a pair (chorus Randall Brian) Get out of my way, I just can't get out of my way I keep on building up these walls to just break them down one day I think it's insanity, that I continue in this cycle of corruption I think it's self-destruction (verse 2) So where do I go from here, it’s time to open up my eyes and ears Switching back and forth from solo and group shit is kinda weird I just need to pick a direction to try to go with my career My liquid courage is fricken worthless without my wine and beer It boils down to learning more than perseverance It's about perfect scores of murder lyrics I lost sight of the important people that have helped me I shoulda listened closer to my bros who were tryin to tell me Go solo but maintain those close known associate cats The connected ones who act like assassins and sociopaths My friends goin to no end to buck the trend like rodeo acts I pounded the ground from town to town, now I'm the clown throwing the daps My self-destructive tendencies are getting close to comin to close I was putting together the pieces of the puzzle too slow I've grown so damn much since I released Bubble, you know It's hard out here for a pimp, Hustle and Flow (chorus)

Axis of Evil (verse) No time to recuperate, my laser scope is super trained I stepped up my recruitment game, assume my crew is too insane Elusive brain functions are a result of my nerve gas I bet it works fast, makes you decompose like curb trash You envy, my WMDs a plenty Stockpiling M-16s with 10 g's of spending A prisoner of war, why do you have heightened hope? My injections will make you see shapes and colors like a kaleidoscope You're a frightened joke, I'm more than sinister to prisoners Victims curse the way I handle discussing eviction terms Kim Jong Il, Hussein and Bin Laden, I killed all three of them Imagine what I do to hip hop, with just a beat and pen I strike you like a match, you're the first to spark a work of art The way I took this verse apart, I sure deserve a Purple Heart I'm saving the best for last, you see, I plan my exit strategy Don't ever try to capture me, you'll have a dead extraction team (chorus x2) We are the Axis of Evil Weapons of mass destruction like Iran, Iraq and Korea We're always rappin deceitful We cut to the heart of the matter like we're stabbin the people (Hemisphere) Hold up, you gotta be kiddin' Shit me and this squad just sit around, and we laugh at the thought of you livin' I'm kind of offended you breathe, get around me it'll be different Cuz I'm absolutely breathtaking, guess I forgot to mention *breath* Mu, mu, murder, mu, murder, murder, convicted for certain Convert the verdict and word it perfect and give me a turban I'm bout to blow up, show up, at ya crib, when you get home from work and Then I'll be waiting at your window, you see me, then it's curtains It's kinda funny ain't it? I get my money like respect because I fuckin' take it So what the fuck you thinkin'? That he's what, amazin'? The best rapper in the world and that's an understatement Look I was born in the darkness of my Bane shit Crash landed in Atlanta in my spaceship I stand out cuz I am what you ain't bitch And ask me, no need for further statements, yeah (chorus x2) (Twigz) Versatai & Hemisphere, that mix is lethal. When you add Twigz it equals The Axis of Evil. Fuck passive and peaceful. This grass twistin feind'll mix the hash with the diesel then go savage and eat you. I smash bitches kegels when i beat broads with my meat rod then skeet blobs on their beach bods. Do bad shit to people when i send your weak squad to meet God. Fuck beef, naw this is Jihad. Bullets flyin downward from my sniper tower turn your spine to powder. Leave you guys devoured with my firepower. Al Qaeda sounds I kick with big bombs lit. And my flow is dead ill, I spit Kim Jong shit. Conflicts get squashed with a super sized slaughter. You'd survive longer as a suicide bomber. & this brutal life stoppers operatin in ungodly ways & y'all keep sayin "War is hell" so you better call me Satan. (chorus x2)

The Fire Inside (chorus x2) Me? I've got the fire inside It makes me come alive like I'm Optimus Prime Fuck a dollar sign just gimme the bottom line I'm in a marathon tryna outrun Father Time (verse) It's so sick I write to win while addicted to Vicodin So cold like liquid nitrogen, I blow when mixed with hydrogen A total eclipse, that ignites my pen for a take over I'm a flame thrower, my day job is just a place holder My fire inside is desire and pride I've tried to, admire the ride with my titlist scribe That means I'm a champion without ever demanding tons And I don't give a fuck about your resume of Grammy's won The slick one with incredible diction So punishing while blowing lines, now that's a Big Pun Right now I care more about ASCAP than NASDAQ I'm trying to control my flames, like battling a backdraft Understand I'm not the type to cross I'm Flower Power Mario, spittin fireballs You're rhymes are out of control like driving on bald tires I use your lyric sheets as fuel for, my bonfires (chorus x2)

Make it Shine (chorus) All I'm really tryin to do is make it shine And if you're gettin in my way then I'ma take what's mine The way I lace it up should be a major crime And if you think that you can hang with me, you're wasting time And if you think that you can hang with me, you're wasting time The way I lace it up should be a major crime And if you're gettin in my way then I'ma take what's mine All I'm really tryin to do is make it shine (Verse 1 Versatai) I bend the rules and I've seen it from several different views To spit the truth, just envision what's within your roots I've been abused, fact or fiction, just snap a picture In a flash imagine it hits ya faster than Jack the Ripper Magical palate spitter lacing up the verbs and nouns Take internal sounds and make statements personal now I stand on vertical ground, to get the right angle The mic cable holds together where my life's mangled I turn it positive like water to wine, and silence to gold Polish and shine my Midas flow for the microphone I'm the type to clone, defined by my perseverence I won't lie to get inside my mind you need a certain clearance You're a pivotal witness to my digital sickness Catching every line of my is like physical fitness I'm a heavyweight that'll put you in your final resting place And make sure that the last thing you're seeing is my sexy face (chorus) (Phathom) I shove skin down your throat off the side of your tongue To build up the residue deep inside of your lungs Call the coroner, I'm gon' murder the mic The pervert spit the verbalist, workin it right My telepathy builds these energy fields Within a 50 mile radius every enemy's drilled Eliminate your assumption Examine clinical studies physicians conducted I still, reign supreme, still spark your mind Still quick to fry your hard drive with raw rhymes Never doubt me neither, I'll choke you through speakers And scramble any signal you send to you leader Physicians try to find the answer When they freeze dry all of my saliva samples They panic with nothin to follow I'm so ahead of my time I press rewind to live tomorrow, yeah (chorus) (Verse 2 Versatai) I'm gettin it started, I get in the booth and spit it retarded I'm hittin em harder, killin it marvelous, flippin it infinite quicker than Harmonous This shit is preposterous, whether you're in a village or metropolis I'm hittin it great and your pitching mistake is you're havin to face Goose Gossage's The rivers will run red with the bloodshed from a game that's underfed With features, cheaper than the meat in between a couple pieces of Wonder Bread I'm keepin some cash up under my bed, I'm lettin it get to my wonderous head The cheddar has never been better forever, I'm clever to sever and bludgeon to death The hardest yet, cuttin you deep in the meat with the sharpest edge Using a guillotine, to deplete your fleet, I'ma be seen as market fresh Cuz I'ma be charring flesh, with the way the rap game has changed our percepts This isn't life in the fast lane, enticing the wack names be aimed at as targets next That's as lame as an artist gets, gettin sent to the pit of rock bottom It's givin a fit with the flick of a wrist, it'll hit you quick and you got problems The game is severed, you better believe your dreams'll be cut in half It'll make you a suffering succotach, puttin others up under a bloodened bath (chorus)

I'm So Cocky (Chorus x2) I don't know why I'm so cocky But I guarantee that you won't stop me I'll hit you so hard that you don't got teeth I'm so cocky, I'm so cocky (Verse 1) I'm the cockiest, crossin pollen like a botanist I love poking things like a phlebotomist Bitches ask me how long is my cock gon stay hard If I'm cocked I'm unpredictable like Doppler radar I'm cockier than Joe Cocker With a "Little Help From My Friends" my "Wonder Years" aren't so awkward I wrote and recorded this verse in less than an hour Flows come harder than sex in the shower Crude drillin fool, Arabian land shark A Smooth Criminal, call me Alien Ant Farm I spit futuristic, think they might hate me? I'm ahead of time like Daylight Savings Give me food for thought, but um, I'm underfed I'm cocky enough to break the law and go and hug a Fed When it comes to who's the cockiest, there is no discussion My elements are heating up like a toaster oven (chorus x2) (Verse 2) Jada said he's not cocky, he's confident Too bad when you hear me I'm the opposite Your awkwardness, is coupled with incompetence I've got a list of dudes I'm demolishin' If you're on the shit, it's cuz we were beefing at one time I prolly beat your ass in the back of the lunch line Or I stole your girl cuz I told her she was fine Or you just were hit with a legitimate punch line (Whoa) Broke your back and now I'm over that When I'm through with you, you'll dead end like a cul de sac I'm a party and business mix, like a mullet back And after I win I always give a chance to run it back So tough in fact I don't lose I'm so cocky, I'm running sprints with no shoes Outdoing Noah, building Arks with no tools Cuz even with a fever people tell me I'm so cool (chorus x2)

Out of the Dark (Versatai) Death is trapped in my head, in a prisoner's bed I've become a victim of dread until I'm clinically dead Fearing the day that I die and embracing the times Heaven's a haven in the skies to escape from our lives I'm living the dream cuz of the nightmare of reality That practically every day passes me, is this my last to breathe? It's not the thought of being dead, it's heading into the light And out of the dark is the unknown, I'm so consumed with fright Every time I wake up I speak praise for each day But the truth is I don't appreciate, it's cliche Sometimes I catch myself too often watchin' the second hand Cuz life's a scary roller coaster like ridin' at Neverland It seems insae to complain about my achin' and pains While the day remains when my remains will be wasting away There's no need to live in fear, I know the end is near I just hate that I have no idea when the hell it's here And if I live my life I have so much less to fear Everything's in focus, it's become forever clear (chorus) (S.H.A.D.O.W.) Descriptive misdirection, industry saturated Whatever niggas buildin' I'm leaving dilapidated Sacred meaning the bars, swinging a sword at stars I'm walking with battle scars from battling with my scars Hard as you've ever seen, but seeing me is a chore Forgive me for my yawning but rappers today are bores And I'm walking through closed doors, mind's a skeleton key My brain is a broken prism, more colorful when I free Should I, flinch at the facts of niggas is throwin disses? No I laugh at their subliminals, really they're blowin kisses You can miss me with that wack shit, keep it strictly with rhymes Cuz I'll dead you in the streets, you'll figure me out in time Lines like coke abusers and pipes like Roto Rooters Hard bodied and I'm smart, you need soldiers and tutors Really I'm like the Sooners, graphic as Dexter murders I knock my conscience unconscious to take it a little further Kansas City got a king, consider S.H.A.D.O.W. the President A Spartan like I'm Darwin, I'm never out of my element (chorus) (Keith Terry) So many questions seeping all over the surface Am I worth it? Determines the verse that I'm immersed in And throughout all the struggles, the songs that hit the hardest Are the ones where I'm the artist making sure my name is never tarnished I let out more emotion than the pad and pen can handle You can't teach my passion to anyone with any manuel But every single time, that I try and go for mine I'm told to back down my emotions because "rappers don't cry" I'm not a rapper then I craft with proper precision A laser equipped Bic pen, and a sonar guided mission I've seen family members squander musical vision With cubicle livin and, never will I be there with em I work too hard, and still I'm underrated My elation hasn't faded, I won't quit til I'm the greatest If my tears rule me out for a record label deal Then I'll accept that fact, but I'll never keep my heart concealed Never It'll never be concealed

Victorious (chorus x4) Yo, you know my flow is glorious I shall prevail, I'll be victorious (Verse) I'm so correct, and like Rodney I'm gettin "no respect" It's a Dangerfield, huntin Star Wars like Boba Fett I'm tasting victory like exploding the Death Star Now only if my homies that know me would totally rep hard I write the best bars when I'm pressured to perform Never to conform, I can smell it and I bet that you've been warned I understand that you'll never hit a playback Finding the fame is like a needle in a haystack I'm tryin to save rap with my victorious ways But I bet I stay trapped in this glorious maze Reaching for the top like I'm Kilimanjaro Take everything I got and just fill it with sorrow Cuz I'll get there, I've administered despair Got props and top spots by wrestlin Ric Flair It ain't a mystery, you can't be fakin' makin' history I'd like to gain a little piece to say I'm tastin' victory (chorus x4) Yo, you know my flow is glorious I shall prevail, I'll be victorious

The Final Showdown (Verse 1) Self-depricating, never fading like I'm telestrating Demonstrating amazing elevating, my brain's depraving Waiting, like against enemy forces But the enemy's myself, that's why the threat is enormous My angels and my demons make my conscience battle me Apparently the end result is personality Well actually, my brain waves have interfered Crashing left to right, tonight's a fight with hemisphere And when your circuit breaker trips your inner demons see the pain And that's what leads to interruptions at the VMAs (Kanye) My dreams refrain from continuity, I don't know who to be A knight in shining armor or a dude that's on a shooting spree There's two of me, cohesive thoughts escape my consciousness One day I am a millionaire, the next day I'm impoverished I gotta fix, this Jekyll and Hyde-like schitzophrenia Before I get messed up in the limelight killin ten of ya (Chorus x2) Yeah, it's about to go down I against I, in the final showdown Yeah, it's about to go down It's me versus me in the final showdown (Verse 2) It's uncharted territory and I'm sorta scared of glory My mind is fucking me up like I'm holding a pair of 40s You're asked a simple question and you offer no response Cuz your brain has no way of deciphering all your thoughts When your dreams leave your sleep it's an amplified nuisance It has to lie rooted deep in rapid eye movement Otherwise if dreams were reality, it'd be a tragedy You couldn't take anything you dreamt about casually Cuz nothing's what it seems in dreams, you need to watch it Or your mind's taking flight so high up in a cockpit With cloudy vision, surrounded by loud emissions Astounding sounds that pound your head are found compounding writtens It hurts to say how I feel a nervous breakdown Cuz I'd be lying if I said that I'm in perfect shape now Cuz I'm a fucking mess, but you would expect nothing less Tons of stress has run its test, I've done by best so what is next? Yo (chorus x2) (Verse 3 So if your head is cloudy you just gotta talk it out Whether you sit down to therapy or write a song about The right or wrong amount of chemicals could be costly It could mean that you're a genius or you have cerebral palsy My imbalance made the former true with a distorted view Cuz when you remember every detail, it tortures you It's a gift and a curse, kinda like a script with no words Your eyes are playing tricks like your vision is blurred By debilitating diseases like Alzheimer's and Parkinson's With pills that make you squeamish having taught liars to market them It never fixes anything, at least that's how it seems to me All it does is increases doctors' visits in frequency Nothing's gonna fix me, I Die Hard or Live Free And sometimes I question how solutions come so quickly The doctor said I was different when I was born at Bixby Well do you Believe it or Not? My mind's stranger than Ripley (chorus x2)

(Versatai) I'm a terrorist, you're scared with terror, need a therapist? Apparent derelict, exploding flares, impairing Arabics I'm owning totem poles with open soles from Rome to Kosovo Known to impose my quotables, go slow you're prone to overdose Comatose, and I'll hit with descriptive ballistics Encript a hidden virus and I'll give you digital sickness I'm cancerous like a scandalous televangelist A cataclysmic killer catastrophically calamitous They call me Versatai, I'm the perfect crime diversified Make sure insurgents die, if I hurt your pride, keep it internalized I'm a poltergeist that’s so cold as ice when I hold the mic With flows so tight it's known I might stick out more than an overbite My torture chamber has swords and razors, and a hoard of dangers Torch invaders with the Force of Vader, go and warn the neighbors I dump bodies, I'm an ungodly precision dropper I punch Gotti's and I run trolleys like Mr. Rogers You battle me, I'll turn the lights out like the Amish Download me for free, but I guarantee you're payin' homage And at that price you're robbing me blind, so I changed to Vonage I'll take a hostage and get extra credit like I stayed in college Built my resume in 7 days, the God of features Playin "just the tip''s like when my favorite artist drops a teaser Professor Versatai, been schoolin guys, but not a teacher Chompin at the bit to eat rappers while wearin' Crocs for sneakers Never missin with my mouth, imagine havin’ it shot at you You’ll die from goin nuts, anaphylactic shock value Another episode of wreckin foes, impeccable A rapper that doesn't reference gettin' cheddar or lettuce, vegetables Cookin flow shit, use the heat for reference, Hell's Kitchen Don't lose focus when I flash the Lethal Weapon, Mel Gibson Merciless circuitry, cuz Verse is on a murder spree I'm heard so universally so learn my terms concurrently I'm stuck in tough times, but I'm more than fuckin punch lines When other topics come by, trust me I'll be just fine It's lunch time and I'm snackin' on you engineers Been rappin for eleven years while using half my hemispheres I'm a liquored vet, cigarette'in up the internet Facebook's good for buildin' rep, but to hit direct then Twitter's best Treat my BandCamp like Van Damme and kickin down the doors Don't think I'll amount to more? then unplug the fuckin power cord I'm photogenic, you soldiers are co-dependent I can tell you're stuck up like bein anal hole retentive I'm so expensive in the sense that I pen gold Treating other rappers like another notch in my bedpost I'm a Trojan Horse, approach with force and leave with open sores You think that you can flow? Of course, but only as a floating corpse I'm a ticking time bomb, with visions in my right palm I picture images, depict what's clicked within a Nikon I wreck standards with the best candor I'm an Anchorman, illegal in more states than Sex Panther I'm a world record holder, find me in the Book of Guinness Takin baby steps, cuz I'm loop, swoop and pullin bitches I sway votes, while I make you the scapegoat Cuz your rhymes are as Progressive as insurance rate quotes I'm an overworked, sober jerk, lazy fuck who stole this verse Broke the mold at first but focused most on torching motor nerves Absorb the burns as I descecrate your sacred land Play the game at hand, I battle like Custer to take a stand The shit I spit is magically lethal, badly illegal Our rapture has you scavenger people actin deceitful Masterful freak show making audiences stand and cheer I'm so persuasive, I've got Muslims goin HAM this year I'm an infomercial you can watch me when it's gettin late I'm a Grout Bully, I penetrate and eliminate Sweeter than Skittles, I'm doin' my best Marshawn You couldn't reach the crowd if you were Stretch Armstrong A whirling dervish, so be careful when I start to funnel You're not the type, you feel trapped inside the carpal tunnel Music's a marathon, you ask if you have to run far? You're a bad rapper, but a great golfer, you're subpar Did you say you're tryin' to make a lifestyle change? So that's why you said "hey guys, pile on stage!" You want me on your track for features cuz I'm such a rabid creature I'm a dirty fuck, slappin' teachers with my Trapper Keeper I'm flexible, I wear rubbers like neoprene While I'm takin ya girl to Fuck You (U) like Cee Lo Green I feel certain, my Steel Curtain hits like Mean Joe Greene I'm Manning up and tossing her out like I'm Tebow's team Clean up on aisle "Weak", I've heard all about your swag You have ambitious writtens, you got your chickens counted before they hatch Fighting with your DJ, think you'll make it without a scratch? You're on a fuckin island, dumpster divin, you won't amount to trash Behold the hourglass, cuz I'm the Cinderella Man Time's up, you're less offensive than the 2011 Rams You're craftin less complexity than nursery rhymes With talent buried so deep it's impossible to surgically find They call me Vers with atai, I'm a versatile guy And if you wanna fuck like porn stars, I'm the first to recline They call me the Merlin of rhymes cuz I am magic in the booth Call me Jesus or Tebow, my legend's immaculately true I'm bunk rockin, quarterbackin, with run options And when you're at my shows you're more excited than Gus Johnson Your perch on top ya crew is strictly ceremonial The only way you're fittin in is stickin your dick inside a glory hole The more we know, the fuckin less we try to understand Check my discography, cuz my body is a Wonderland Every verse I write I spit with quite the rare charm I love my tattooed guns, but you have the right to bare (bear) arms A hundred bars this hard, but I don't double charge Accepted in more places than an AmEx or Discover Card