You are now listening to that bounce, that Geronimo/ Live from Spartanburg, knock em down like dominoes/ That ski, ski, got me geeked like a pound of blow/ City love like big breasts, son, they bound to show/ Kept it one hundred, they doubled the standard/ Sick of finger-painters, I asked for the canvas/ Stroke doper than Sampras, damned if you stand it/ Play the back like Prancer then trample on Santa/ Out the hemisphere, son there's sinning here/ Come hither, and picture your soul wither here/ Dally and dither, I'm twisted with liquor/ Percentages figure I'm failing my liver/ The cause is pretenders, who sweeter than Splenda/ So quote me my scripture and return me to sender/ On a belligerent bender, interfere from contenders/ But conflict when I enter, know I spit the agenda/ yenta/

/No stuntin', just rhymin', punch-linin' with timin'/ Auspicious my wealth, I'm bereft of the diamonds/ But jewels in the lining, just dig and you find em/ And the owners behind me, check the label I'm signed with/ Crack the beat like a Hyman, co-sign like your Hyman/ Roth, rest lost, tell a hater come find me/ Start searchin' for lanes they feel that defines me/ But then miss the mark like Tiger was driving/ Tiger what happened? Slipped in your pimpinship?/ Now wifey gets half, and T.V. for the mistresses/ Never me, not I, my joints is in order/ Like I'm blessed and got anoint from an order/ I should watch my mouth like I face a recorder/ But they McCarthy to my Murrow, won't face the reporter/Open the game up like the author of Torah's/ Proclaim victory and tell em light the Menorah/