- Fuse
(Of course, you know what a fuse is. It ís a long piece of cord, impregnated with gun powder. When you strike a match, and light it, it burns fitfully sputteringly to its end, at which there is a little surprise)
From the planet of Krypton
Ensuring super-emcees you’ll be ripped on
You fell off, and it’s my lyric sheets you slipped on
Get gone, spit on mics made in Hong Kong
Rock on, sing songs more mightier than King Kong
Or Donkey Kong
- Reading My Eyes
The Microphone Molesta
The chevy undressed
Stupid dope fresh tight shit resurrector
Top gun man mod best of the besta
The living MC peace and resta
Still tested the flexed gunna
The make funna the appisary make runna
Make summa cold with rhymes that spit
- Rhinestone
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core of the rotten
Stop and just what I thought
The sun has escaped us
So I'm bright in the sky
And I'm far from rapist
Look at why did try (2x)
- Stick 'n' Move
This is how it's done, going for the title and crown
Renowned emcees surround as the beat breaks down
Into elements, bobbing of those the buddha blessed
Finesse the M-I-C the way it ought to be finessed, yes
Yes, am I the one to keep you on your toes?
Most definitely in my b-boy pose
It's the Electric Boogaloo with a slight twist:
Touch your chin to your chest to the rhythm like this