They call me Sheep testing ya
They call me Techno trying to alarm ya
Battling banging mind mangling armor piercer with a thesis
I try and release this they feed the beast then
Heat cha up like fire alarm with no sprinkler system
Wisdom operating when I’m creating
Ace in the hole, face to the pole
Mace to the face, asking why a case
I chain dispel race to hell expel well
Fire it up, known as a Pyrex kitchen apprentice
Educated in topical applications of the soda ya baking
Making ya mental, taking your credentials
Principal etch you outta of stencil
Now everybody copying ya
Asking what got it popping
When I’m rocking cold crushing
Pole position speak through wisdom
Idioms leaving applauding like I just left the podium
When I drop it like Imodium molding them
Older elder lead cha down a path
Blood bath bathing apes Michael shapes
Been Nice, I ain’t just Been Nice I’ve been chaotic
So don’t ask how I flip it so fluidly in ya blood stream so unruly
It’s twenty fifteen cutting with more than just the guillotine

They call me the Sheep testing ya
You ain’t seen the savage savagely attacking ya
You ain’t fucking with the flow man
That makes hot in the winter
And cold in the summer