Verse One: Daz

You find an MC like me who's strong
Leavin [bad word] s aborted, with no verbal support
And when [bad word] the microphone I gets deadly as Kahn though
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the mo' power I gain
and make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck ya brain
Imagine and keep on wishin upon a star
Finally realizing who the [bad word] we are
When I penetrate, it's been withstandin, faded
would it be the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I [bad word] your pride
My intention to ride, every time all night
I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
for me to put down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a ride
breakin in gas with the six-eight all day
In and out with my pay
I'm soon to count the bodies...

Verse Two: Tupac

So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with tha [bad word] you facin
We must be based on nothin better [bad word] Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations
Sorry I left that [bad word] waitin
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that asss shakin
I'm bustin and makin [bad word] panic
Don't take ya life for granted put that [bad word] in the dirt
You swear the [bad word] was planted
My lyrics motivate the planet
It's similar to Rhythm Nation
but thugged out, forgive me Janet
Who's in control I'm acvtivatin yo souls
You know, the way the games get controlled
Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Bear witness to the dopest [bad word] rhyme I wrote
Takin off my coat, clearing my throat
 [bad word]  Method Man

I got my mind made [bad word] on... [bad word] on]
get in get in too [get on it]
let it ride [get wit it] tonight's tha night
I got my mind made [bad word] on...
get in get in too
let it ride... tonight's tha night

Verse Three: [bad word] 
Well [bad word] through with two packs
of the bomb prophalaks for protection
So my [bad word] sac won't collapse
Cause nowaday's, [bad word] s evading the x-rays
Sending young [bad word] to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
Electryfing like thunder, I'm just too much
Rough and raw with that [bad word] poisonous touch
I'm an MC with lyrics that's tha [bad word] bom-bay
Ya got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on ya mind
As the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pine
There's no escape, nah I ain't blastin
I use my mental to assassinate assassin's for those askin
Opposed to laughin, raw maniacal villian
Laughter enhances the chances of tha killin
Why is that?Cuz smilin faces decieve
You best believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease
My thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe
Ya whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
My verbal snipe, your vocab on site
I'm out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall
Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of tha equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps
As your views get overshadowed when [bad word] in contact
Beware, set and prepare to enter [bad word] 
Verse Four: Method Man
 [bad word] you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
like Hitler, stickin up [jews] wit german [lugers]
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Will be back after this mess-age don't touch tha dial
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Got my gun powder and my musket -- blaooow!!
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures lik