Somehow, someway
We [bad word] up wit funky fly [bad word] 
Like every single day, but uhh

Check it
Intelligent words, is colors inside of this rap vision
Liquidized for precision which cleanses'em like baptism
I bless souls through the worlds’ second religion
From the left with angles to enlarge the prism
Prince Po, I, out of the south-side slums
Claiming spots around all these hypocritical tongues
Repeating the same topic, misleading a seeds optic
With two years outta da picture
I still rock it and rock well
Don't ever let my stiggy get you gel (what?)
I strictly international ghetto, clientele
The freaky black James Bond, with infrared views inject propelling
Once examine, my steps, and with the few
I make power-u's, drop jewels inside of the groups
Inside of under the eyes of God, can't lose
Batter and [bad word] crews
And let the heat spark, the fuels
Got your boys crying while you're stretched out in front of da church fews
Fools hit the dance floor, to shake shoes
Intergalactic hip hop monster who sucks ooze
Out of the power that I used that to start the party
Want more?
Icky sticky butt naked and raw