Funk soul, on decknPrince of the ghettonOmega supremenDanger MousenWe do it like thisnn[Chorus]nSometimes I get the feelingnI got to put it on yanSurprised how I lay my beat downnSame MC off of ya cornernJemini, still gifted still the funk soulnYou can call me the prince of the ghettonOmega supreme imperial flownWho the fuck is this?nMe, me, that's whonn[Jemini]nAll aboard, my ship is about to leave the portnCall the law man, this shit ain't even humorousnAnd yes, my Puma's is freshnAs soon as I'm stressednYou get steel in ya anus spit from numerous Tec'snGet it right I come to spit flip the script rip the micnYou can get it however you want itn'Cause I can spit it however ya likenMan, shit be tight nigga ya might need kryptonitenMan, you say that you want itnSo you better take whatever you get tonightnSee my problem is I never learned to lie for shitnSometimes I get sperm in my eye 'cause I be on my own dicknMy rhyme book stay thicknLike the hips on FreenFrom 106 & Park used to benY'all know the dilly niggaz holla if ya really feel menI'm a cold blooded assassinnAnd tonight I come to leave ya cipher chillynAnd we must believe that no one will criticize us for speaking honestlynn[chorus]nn[Jemini]nListen, momma said there'd be days like thisnWhere I'd have to set the record straight on a plagiaristnWho played the fifth rownHad to let the kid know even if he played the fifthnI'd still get in his ass like a wedgienReady or not I be lyrical machete that cutnThrough bricks and steel 'cause sticks and stones mightnBreak ya bonesnBut they won't end the rhetoricnThe evidence is in, I'm guiltyn'Cause the verdict is my cleverness with pennMurder music murder mennThe mo' time go by the mo' intense my lyrical flownTo show the privates that they can't follow where generals gonI leave the troops and the battles and the trenchesnYou succeed with flukes and coincidencesnYou have no defenses against my sub tensesnI'm all up in the game and you sidelined on the benchesnDefenseless against thisnFrom the beginning it was senselessnYou bit more than you could chewnIt's knocking out your denturesnBut I but I but I but I but I but I but I I figga, that I'm a bad nigga I'mna bad nigganI'm a bad bad niggann[Chorus]nn[Jemini]nI love it when it's my turnnAnd faces start to look crazy concernednThey know I'm about to burn baby burnnFrom the facilitynThe city'll need a lot of H20nWhen I'm finished you'll need a place to gonFace the factsnI flow from the brain to the paper to the waxnBack niggaz down like automatic gunfirenI perspire when I show a MC how to holla for the have my power locked downnlike Rottweiler dogsnDon't be appalled at the crowd just because they applaudnWhen they lockjawed but don't follow yoursnYours was only endured for a minute or morenUntil I took the floornAnd came through with the definitive rawnThe textbook definition of damn he nice!nI'm so explosive like bullets bust from ya biscuitnSometimes my shit is too explicit to risk itnBut these idiots love the painnAnd they ain't really tryin' to risk itnNigga listen!nn[chorus]nn[Jemini]nSo check the rhyme to the rhythmnOr shiver when I give anVery fat deliver-ynThe process only Jemini, menOther MC's is corny I set ya souls freenThe baddest born motherfucker ever to pick up a micnAnd when I touch the structurenWatch the structure rupturenClutch ya, might butt yanNot the type to get down with the baddestnThe Jemini statusnI'm blunt with the gun so I stomp out ya businessnPlus I can dominate ya physical fitnessnSo witness the Jemini shit comin' from way backnBeef with me chief I throw the blade to ya nutsack for paybacknDon't ya try to diss me like a gamernI got rhymes in the clip plus one inside the chambernDanger, so cock the glock near ya jocknBut I, I figga', that I'm a bad nigga I'm a bad nigga, I'm a bad bad nigganI'm a bad nigganAnd we was singing that