[Verse 1]
Shotokan, flow like magic wand, rap phenomenon
Cavs LeBron, bringing titles home, you just a Padawan
Patter on, empires be falling 'cause y'all babble on
Get up off my lawn, I'm holding cattle prods, Farmer John
If y'all motherfuckers want beef
Y'all can keep flossing 'til I'm knocking out your teeth
I am from that Boston, so don't talk about your green
That's my team, raps is mean, plasma screen, flat TV's
Still don't see, that I be, god MC, 'cause this shit will not be televised
Revolutionary, rappers scary 'cause I euthanize
Cemeteries full of adversaries that were stupid guys
Thinking they could step to me, they get defeat that's super sized
Like the Chucks that's up in that Snoop Dogg montage from '99
"What's My Name"? Ianesc-o, I'm best, like Travis
Rhyme savage, Macho Man, flaco man, not A$AP
Rock or Yams, got the yams, sweet like jam
Get you hooked on my vernac, you a Bueller with the raps
Taking days, slacking off, wack as sauce that's not hot
Applesauce, you sweet and soft, looking like a cretin dog
Tell me why you speaking dog? The sheep just keep on bleating on
Leo god, lying ass rappers will get eaten dog
Turn 'em into lambs just with my stanzas, Meryl Streepin' dog
You sleeping dog, acting narcoleptic, man my flow is copacetic
And you better get the message, whether saying shit or texted
I am legend

[Verse 2]
Shotokan, speech is ichiban, keep on keeping on
'Cause if you don't believe, then you should be like leaves on trees in fall
Fall back before you fall off, hit the ground and then dust off
And I ain't trying to get raked up, unless you talking 'bout paper
I make cuts and I take lumps and I'll do this shit 'til I'm 8-1
Spitting raps in a wheelchair, no real hair but I'm still there
IV, it be full of juice, obv I won't use a noose
Probably gon' lose a tooth from spitting harder than overproof
Dentures they gon' have to do, dementia rappers: forgetting you
Shit gon' hit you like Babe Ruth, been living proof since I debuted
Came out the womb like a prelude, no Honda but I erase dudes
Government, they Hitler youth, trying to extinguish the truth
Sometimes I want to get on the stick and just talk shit
Always thinking 'bout some problems be mobbing my conscience
If I'm drinking when I got 'em, my thoughts cannot process
Start to wish that I could flaunt and be talking 'bout objects
But it's just paper, cannot take it with you, same for scriptures
So I will just continue focusing on gaining wisdom
From the cumulative shit that's writ from my decisions
TL;DR, don't fucking at me pappy, I am living