I don’t climb mountains; I fuck ‘em in half And then I stomp the rubble down into a footpath And I walk the path ‘til I’m on top of the world And then I fuck the world in half *Verse 1* Rhyme with prime velocity flow with low viscosity This kind of verbosity y'all know who it's gotta be Something like eighteen thousand progeny Probably. Oughtta be. Not sure but you can audit me I drop with precision, celerity and clarity Drive and the skills, man, that's prosperity New favorite rapper, at least you bet I better be I'm Shockin' motherfuckers left and right with my temerity Yeah, I was forsworn, I was war-torn, I was forlorn 'Til I made like a fetus and got born All the world wants to do is pour scorn and score porn All I wanna do is rap until the dawn comes I'm the best at spittin' shit; I'm the best at hittin' it Expert in my field, you could say I was pre-eminent Everybody hatin' just because a player's literate But nothin' in the world can stop me when I'm gettin' into it *hook* I don’t climb mountains; I fuck ‘em in half And then I stomp the rubble down into a footpath And I walk the path ‘til I’m on top of the world And then I fuck the world in half *Verse 2* You could call me something of a wino When I let my mind go, see shit like albino dinos I promise that I'm fine though; just need to kill some time, bro And all the biddies who are fly go where I go Heh. Yeah, so I must be doin' somethin' right She called me up and said come get it on the late night She's the kinda girl who likes to hang loose but keep it tight Did it like eleven times and I was out by daylight Heh. Yeah, that's still not the end of it Next day we hit my tenement got intimate with liniment If she was ever innocent, she worked real hard at fixin' it, She drove me like a pinion when she used to sit and spin on it. Watch how I roll, yo, like YOLO, like yoho, like Rap virtuoso, get it in like a bonobo, Doesn’t matter if you’re boho or livin' on the street ‘Cause if you can’t knock boots, you just knock bare feet *Hook* I don’t climb mountains; I fuck ‘em in half And then I stomp the rubble down into a footpath And I walk the path ‘til I’m on top of the world And then I fuck the world in half *Verse 3* High above the mean, 'cause I'm an outlier, Stop drop and roll because this shit is on fire These rappers somewhere between embarrassing and dire You can call me Wonderboy because I'm high above the mire, yeah I open up your mind like whack and unwrap it Top of the heap, and there's no gettin' past it Instant classic, like “Intergalactic,” the drastic, fantastic, iconoclastic Back in school they used to bash my shit because I was compassionate I may be effete, but you should see the way I'm smashin' it Sick of hidin’ my intelligence to fit in Walkin' on pushpins, dumb it down to make friends Talk reeeaaal slooow like American tourists, But not no more 'cause I'm a hip-hop purist Comin’ out of nowhere so adjust your heuristic I'm a reed on the wind; I don't break under duress *Hook* I don’t climb mountains; I fuck ‘em in half And then I stomp the rubble down into a footpath And I walk the path ‘til I’m on top of the world And then I fuck the world in half

*Hook* Where my dick is at? (Where my dick is at?) Where my dick is at? (Where my dick is at?) Where my dick is at, y’all? (Where my dick is at?) Uh, uh, uh! It's in the pussy! *Verse 1* See you sittin' on the bed and i'm talkin' down your sentry, Apollo 13 'cause I attempt re-entry, Got my jizz on your fingers and your hair and your lips The ones on your face and the ones between your hips and All over your slip, and your smile’s such a trip, And you’re workin’ the tip like you were workin’ for tips, alright, I'm bigger than Rolex, more flows than Kotex, Hoes through the nose and I'm harder than Bowflex, My dick has got its own gravitational pull My dick is so large it's unreasonable, And I don't know how many cause I don’t count, But I got honeys in large amounts, And I'm up on that solid footing; you can treat me like a leper But the proof is in the pudding and the Dr's in the Pepper And you know in your hearts that I’m legitimate, When I'm all up in your ass like a Finnegan *Hook* Now, where my dick is at? (Where my dick is at?) Where my dick is at? (Where my dick is at?) Where my dick is at, y’all? (Where my dick is at?) Uh, uh, uh! It's in the pussy! *Verse 2* Hummer in the back of a Hummer - yeah that's recursion VIP—Very Important Person Tell I got money 'cause my floor mats are Persian, Back seat full of Swedish blondes like Nina Persson and my Vision is blurrin'; my speech is slurrin', But that's okay because these chicks is purrin' If you don't come home with me, then it's a travesty; Dick so large that it's got its own gravity; Got berth, got girth, got length, got longevity I'm ya oral surgeon, babe, let me fill ya cavity; They call me Xander Cruise, but my middle name's depravity And I'm about to bust a nut with alacrity I come hard on the real, though, hard like armadillos, I come hard but I still stay and chill though Just get my autograph before you back up on that pillow ‘Cause I’m born to be famous like I was Jaden and Willow. *Hook* Where my dick is at? (Where my dick is at?) Where my dick is at? (Where my dick is at?) Where my dick is at, y’all? (Where my dick is at?) Uh, uh, uh! It's in the pussy! *Verse 3* Roll of quarters like a bank in your coin purse Its grandeur demands that I be less than terse Heavy like I'm Dragonballs and longer than a hearse, Even back in high school, blessing and a curse, When I was rollin' with the marchin' band workin' on my farmer's tan, Sweat-drenched black shorts chafin' on my giant glans, Pep rally peppin', band high-steppin', The pep is in my trousers got them band shorts reppin' You could see if I was cut from the far side of the gym, Cheerleaders' moms all like "watch out for ones like him" But I ain't gonna fuck with any ordinary bim Cause I am blowin' up like there are some who call me Tim And nothin' helped me get over my shyness Like havin' intercourse with a fly miss why dis- Respect me just 'cause I get around like a virus Biddies puff and passin' me like, "Hey ya gotta try this" *Hook* Where my dick is at? (Where my dick is at?) Where my dick is at? (Where my dick is at?) Where my dick is at, y’all? (Where my dick is at?) Uh, uh, uh! It's in the pussy!

*Hook* Punch you in the throat, feel your flesh on my knuckles. Punch you in the throat, feel your windpipe buckle, yeah, I’ll Punch you in the throat, 'cause you keep talkin' trash, Punch you in the throat, yeah, I'll kick your throat's ass! *Verse 1* Vocal chords vibratin', spewin' out your player-hatin', Only one thing to do, and I'm anticipatin' Singular solution that'll shut you up for certain, Punch you in the throat, lights out, draw the curtain! You talk about people it's an ever-lovin’ sin and I'm Thinkin bout the feelin of my knuckles diggin’ in because you’re Gabbin’ and ya, yappin' and ya flappin you gums but you Got five seconds til your retribution comes, yeah, I’ll *Hook* Punch you in the throat, feel your flesh on my knuckles. Punch you in the throat, feel your windpipe buckle, yeah, I’ll Punch you in the throat, 'cause you’re a vexation; Best throat puncher in the whole dang nation! *Verse 2* Neck so slender, throat so tender, Take the shit you’re sayin’ and return it all to sender. Feel like You were on an eight-day bender. Put you through some changes like a Waring blender and Don't ask for mercy 'cause I show no remorse I'm an Animal just followin' its natural course. I'm an un- natural force, and I'll show you who the boss is Word is my punch has got a kick like a horse's. *Hook* Punch you in the throat, feel your flesh on my knuckles. Punch you in the throat, feel your windpipe buckle, yeah, I’ll Punch you in the throat, 'cause you keep talkin' trash, Punch you in the throat, yeah, I'll kick your throat's ass! *Briiiidge???* I’ll punch you so hard your whole throat’ll look like a supreme pizza that a bike courier dropped on the sidewalk I’ll punch you so hard it’ll look like you were on a roller coaster and a seagull flew up and just knocked out your whole shit with its beak I’ll punch you so hard your throat will collapse It will fold in on itself into a gravitational singularity Your throat’s gonna just be a sucking, pulsing void, a black hole from which no light nor sound can escape That is the amount of force I’m about to bring down on your whole neck situation I’m gonna punch you so hard your throat’s gonna look like a CG monster from a movie made in 2002 I’ll punch you so hard that you throat will de-res Your throat is gonna lose resolution and look like a glitched-out Nintendo cartridge, fool, and I’m gonna dance a little 8-bit jig on what’s left of your neck haha *Hook* Punch you in the throat, feel your flesh on my knuckles. Punch you in the throat, feel your windpipe buckle, yeah, I’ll Punch you in the throat, 'cause you keep talkin' trash, Punch you in the throat; I’m a’ kick your throat's ass! *Verse 3* Punch you in the throat, yeah I’m gonna re-arrange ya Til the throat that you see in the mirror is a stranger’s I’ll change ya, derange ya ‘til you look like you got mange, yeah Your throat’ll be a weird pink mess like Krang or maybe Scrapple in the apple like Parker, 'cept it's your Adam's apple and I'm hittin' you harder than the Swiss Large Hadron Collider, Punch you in the throat until your neck's inside ya. And I'm sorry Curtis Jackson, but I am for real. You're full of holes, but you don't know how throat punchin' feels Yeah, I punch you in the trach' til it aches 'cause them's the breaks, give your pockets a shake, and see what I can take. Uh! I'll take your cellphone. And then I’ll dig through your contacts for your girl and I’ll call your girl up and I’m a’ steal your girl You got a guy, I’ll steal your guy You got no-one, I’ll steal your mom *Hook* Punch you in the throat, feel your flesh on my knuckles. I'll punch you in the throat, feel your windpipe buckle, yeah I’ll Punch you in the throat, 'cause you’re a vexation, Best throat-puncher in the whole dang nation I'll punch you in the throat, feel your flesh on my knuckles. I'll punch you in the throat, feel your windpipe buckle, I'll punch you in the throat, 'cause you keep talkin' trash, I'll punch you in the throat, I’m a’ kick your throat's ass!

*Hook* Xander Cruise flyin' higher than an eagle now, I invented a sex move; it's illegal now Hang cool like my name’s Spike Spiegel now, King me motherfucker, 'cause I'm regal now *Verse 1* Number one baller, your favorite Arkansawyer, ` My Verbal GRE told me I shoulda been a lawyer all the Honeys stick with me cause I know how to make 'em holler and My gentleman bits are longer than a symphony by Mahler With every passing day, my verbiage increases If you gonna hate then you can eat me like a Reese's I am the shit dude, you are just a pile of feces And when you're gone I nail your girl like 95 Theses Call me Orinoco cause I flow like a river Call me Edward James Olmos 'cause I stand and deliver Edward James Olmos 'cause I rock some frackin' battle scars Edward James Olmos 'cause I'm blowin' up like battlestars Yeah I am blowin' up like Michael Bay directed me Rhyme connoisseur if you like my shit especially Girls on GChat tryin' to instant message me, Textin' me incessantly, ‘bout messily undressing me *Hook* Xander Cruise flyin' higher than an eagle now, I invented a sex move; it's illegal now Hang cool like my name’s Spike Spiegel now, King me motherfucker, 'cause I'm regal now *Verse 2* Damn right, they call me Xander, I don't pander to the masses All I do is slander and philander in ya’ asses See a honey walk by, I take a gander through my glasses, Next thing I know, I got my hand in the molasses I'm on top, girl, just like I foresaw And my trouser press is packed Warsaw Chicks is like "You wanna join me on the floor, nah You know what I want, hon, that's why you got a sore jaw Yeah, I’m everything your daddy tried to forbid Forbidden Planet, I'm a monster made of pure id Nobody could flow that florid, well I sure did, The ladies rollin’ with me all built like B. Orchid I'm your girlie's favorite rapper, dude, you know she likes a pretty gent You love when my shit drop 'cause I got more game than 50 cent Don't ask me where I been; I know I'm still wearin' that kitty scent I'm not the kinda guy who’s gotta ask where all the biddies went *Hook* Xander Cruise flyin' higher than an eagle now I invented a sex move; it's illegal now Hang cool like my name Spike Spiegel now, King me motherfucker, 'cause I'm regal now *Verse 3* You talk quick I talk a little bit quicker, You think big I think a little bit bigger Hit a little bit a liquor for a little bit a quick vigor Kick a little shit out a little shit-kicker Yeah buddy, got that swagger on lock And if a hater step I tear a hater up like Plok Shittin' on these rappers like you'd think they were a litterbox Lush, dark rhymes they were Margot Kidder’s locks Yeah, motherfucker, or Sean Young And I am blowin’ up like I’m a huge inflated condom I’m sing her my chanson, she’s saying she want some I pour her some Chaundon, and then I get on some Smoother than Don Juan or maybe Don Johnson Good with my fingers you could call me Mick Ronson Wanna learn from the Da Vinci of getting his dong slung? Grab a pen and paper for some notes and come on, son. *Hook* Xander Cruise flyin' higher than an eagle now I invented a sex move; it's illegal now Hang cool like my name Spike Spiegel now, King me motherfucker, 'cause I'm regal now

*Hook* Greatest rapper livin', nah, just messin' I'm the guy who sucks, plus I got depression Closet full of t-shirts, only one message I'm the guy who sucks, plus I got depression *Verse 1* I need a hype man, a'ight then Someone with whom I'm tight and Who thinks I'm outta sight and Who don't roll with no spite, man 'Cause if you wanna hype shit You’re really s’posed to like it And that's a difficulty for me, however minimally Not to be disparagin' I think I'm only average and Tryin’ to hype myself is like the horse behind the carriage man Decent rapper I don't wanna draw comparisons If I do the results'll be embarrassin' Soy un perdidor, I am a loser, White pumpkin, Shiroi kabocha I suck, man, worse than a Hoover So I try to drown myself up in the hooch, yeah Comin’ from a place of willful self-erasure Easier than facin’ shit you don’t have strength to face, yeah Vivid memories come sharper than a razor so you Do what you can to throw a maze up of haze, yeah *Hook* Greatest rapper ever, jokes, just messin' I'm the guy who sucks, plus I got depression Closet full of t-shirts, only one message I'm the guy who sucks, plus I got depression (and generalized anxiety disorder, and obsessive-compulsive disorder, and complex PTSD) *Verse 2* Dark night of the soul; I am redoubtably doleful Stress eatin' Cap’n Crunch by the bowlful Ask me how I'm doin' but I already told ya, fool I'm sippin' on that gin, ‘cause I’m ginconsolable The world is gonna burst under the weight of its insanity And I am the worst, I am the nadir of humanity The moment of my birth was a planetwide calamity The lowest of the cursed; I am a walking damn profanity Got chemicals, chemicals, they won't let me sleep Bad chemicals that tell me I'm an asshole on repeat Chemicals been driving me far back as I remember Bundle of anxiety as far back as kinder- garten Bumped into a wall or a table had to vocalize Had to stand and touch it with my hand and apologize Had to do it twice if the first one didn't feel sincere Always askin' God for forgiveness just for bein' here *Hook* Greatest rapper livin’, jokes, just messin' I'm the guy that sucks, plus I got depression Closet full of t-shirts, only one message I'm the guy who sucks, plus I got depression *Verse 3* Please forgive me, ‘cause I know that I’ve sinned Mama cries for me, ‘cause she knows where I've been Tryin’ hard to drink away 2010 and I Learned the hard way that there's not enough gin Try to hold together when the flashbacks come Try to drown it out or maybe just get numb It ain’t easy to come when you’re feeling this glum Can three years erase all the good that I’ve done? Soon as I started work, it was the "psychiatric clinic" The day that I left, it was just the "looney bin" it Was an interesting thing to watch myself stop carin' The fucks I used to give are gone and I can hardly bear it Guardian Devil keeping watch at night And I’m sweeping up the shards in the wake of the fight And I shoot ‘em up with Risperdal; they’re high as a kite And I got to bed at dawn and wonder if I’m still right *Hook* Greatest rapper ever, jokes, just messin' I'm the guy that sucks, plus I got depression Closet full of t-shirts, only one message I'm the guy who sucks, plus I got depression

*Hook* Kick you in the scrote, spread your legs open wide, Hear your voice ring high as I tan your balls' hide, And there’s nothing I won’t do to ease my foot's mind, I’ll kick you in the scrote 'cause that's how I unwind *Verse 1* I see 'em danglin’ Ready and ripe for some wranglin ‘ Beggin' for me to put a toe or an ankle in My feet are pumped and primed for tanglin’ I hope your junk's ready for a hardcore manglin’ Badass bipedal, both pedals to the medal, If by “the metal” what you mean is your testicles, Gentlemen vegetables, kickin' professional, My feet are fresh and gettin' ready to wreck some fools Weak-ass, ya punk-ass, ya bitch-ass ass, So I pummel your satchel with a podiatric blast, Like blast-off, my foot's gettin' ready to cast off, Guard your midships, 'cause I'm a' kick your mast off. My foot's not impressed. It's got somethin' on its chest, Kick the shit out the part of you that you love best, Kick your junk ‘til my foot needs a rest, And if you make it through somehow, then you’re #blessed *Hook* Kick you in the scrote, spread your legs open wide, Hear your voice ring high as I tan your balls' hide, And there’s nothing I won’t do to ease my foot's mind, I’ll kick you in the scrote 'cause that's how I unwind *Verse 2* Punk-ass loner, Sittin' on the corner, Gonna try to front? I kick you in the boner Gonna try to wild? I put you in a coma You’re gonna see stars; you’re gonna see coronas Trample your ass like you were in Pamplona Your girl's my little hungry one she eatin’ my bologna Dirty little mind, so I call her my Sharona Wake up feeling like your dick in a garrote, yeah Swoled up bozac, ya look a little bloated I find you objectionable and my objections noted With a kick to the scrote, harvest your wild oats, yeah Power through the kick like my feet are on motors Feet through the peen, 'cause that is my modus You’re gonna feel the power like my foot went nova Surgical destruction like you'd think I was a Protoss This your only warnin', fool, your junk's on notice *Hook* Kick you in the scrote, spread your legs open wide, Hear your voice ring high as I tan your balls' hide, And there’s nothing I won’t do to ease my foot's mind, Kick you in the scrote 'cause that's how I unwind *Verse 3* I'm beasting with a kick right to your nuts I'm bee sting like I’m rippin' out my own guts I'm beasting like I'm in motherfuckin' Beast Mode I'm beasting right off of that straight machismo Double over instantly when you feel the follow-through Squintin’ through the pain, tryin’ to act like it ain't bother you Call me Morton Anderson, number one kicker Just like the number one licker, clit flicker and dicker My foot’s gonna go to town on your ass Ground pound, roundhouse and astoundin’ your ass And I don’t mean to be brash, but if you get a rash You ain’t scratching your balls, because your balls in a cast I whip my foot out like Flash, I’m gettin' ready to clash Foot straight into to your brothers, call that shit Super Smash Yeah I'm fuckin' up your junk with a PK Flash And if you don’t have no balls, I’ll put my foot in ya gash *Hook* Kick you in the scrote, spread your legs open wide, Hear your voice ring high as I tan your balls' hide, And there’s nothing I won’t do to ease my foot's mind, I’ll kick you in the scrote 'cause that's how I unwind

*Verse 1* Fuck a piece of the pie; I'm ‘bout to have it all Whole world spinnin’ on my dick like a basketball Kick opponents out the ring until they crash and fall and I am four kinds of dope like I’m an Adderall Smash it all, I am your destructor I am Frank Sinatra; catch me at the Luxor Rap Steven Hawking; I am your instructor I am Casanova; I'll be your seductor, have you Moanin' like monophonic chant we got melisma for shizma If you feeling hot and heavy will it is mah charisma Love to hear you moanin’ when I jizz in ya fissure Show you how your body works explain it like Clarissa Dirty talk benediction, I'm giving her that good word Get her juices going ‘til she's slippery like Squidward Attentive lover, glad you're fuckin’ with a big nerd People half a mile away complaining that their kids heard *Verse 2* Inseam packed tighter than a Hong Kong high-rise Get sprung gotta pull my own dick outta my eyes Italian girl walkin’ by in some thigh-highs She comin' back with me for some Mai Tais And I do love Mai Tais, yeah Catch me all up in that pink like a Shy Guy Catch me all up in that drink like it’s high tide Catch me up on balconies of honeymoon suites, straight Exposin’ honeys’ cheeks to the night skies and I’d Rather be attentive to your needs than be a nice guy When people say they’re nice guys, it’s always self-applied; I Couldn’t ever front like that; I’d rather die twice But catch me cookin’ breakfast up before we say the bye-byes *Verse 3* My dick is always out because my dome is always gleamin’ but I don't do any preenin’; I just get a constant cleanin’ People treat me like a demon ‘cause I'm liberal with my semen but I leave the ladies beamin’ leave ‘em dreamin’ of a creamin’ I got all my honeys seemin’ like they done a little drinkin’ But that's not why they’re leanin’ If you take my bleedin’ meanin’ From the window to the wall I got my honeys to the ceilin’ Get all my ladies in a room and then you know the room is teemin’ Yeah the room is brimmin’ cause I'm swimmin’ in the women I got all that caged heat like a film about a prison, Buckle up and pay attention. Heads up, make sure you listen While I share my frickin’ vision, visionary on a mission You can call it sinnin’ and say I should start again but For now I'm simply winnin’ and grinnin’ at how I'm living Don’t paint me as a villain’ for my stickin’ and emissions Gettin’ in it with the friction ‘cause the ladies love my diction

*Hook* This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form *Verse 1* I’m blowin’ up like Akira, stomp like Gojira, The military quails when they see me drawin' nearer Yeah they shoegaze and fumble when they hear my footsteps rumble ‘Cause they know when I skeet I skeet so hard I make skyscrapers crumble, yeah Swattin' helicopters outta the sky With my DICK, knockin' helicopters outta the sky I am in BEAST MODE BEAST MODE and look at what it got me, yeah No power in the 'verse can stop me *Hook* This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form Gangster shit, fuck you This isn't even my final form Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Gangster shit This isn’t even my final form *Verse 2* Takin' off like a Harrier comin' out of an aircraft carrier. You’re in a Scary situation son, and it's just about to get scarier, now You’re too fucked from the cocaine up in your blood-brain barrier To realize that I've busted in, and I'm about to kick your derrier Got some extra holes for breathin' in by the time I see to him The medium's the message, and bullets are my medium, yeah That's right, I'm on some Marshall McLuhan shit And my shit gets done 'cause I'm the one that's out there doin' shiiiiiit *Hook* This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form Gangster shit, fuck you This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form Gangster shit, gangster shit This isn't even my final form *Verse 3* Call me XCopy 'cause I'm motherfuckin' faster Call me Roger Delgado 'cause I'm the one and only Master Call me category 5 cause I'm a natural disaster and I I piss in my gas tank and my car goes faster Number 13 shell loaded up inside my Caster Have to call me captain Kirk if I stepped any brasher, and I Step with my shoulder mounted laser cannon blaster Stomp your ass in the ground and then I ghost like I was Casper This isn't even my final form This isn't even my final form (Gangster shit! Gangster shit!) This isn't even my final form Fuck you! Gangster shit! (Fuck you!) This isn’t even my final form This isn’t even my final form (FUCK a mountain! Fuck you!) Gangster shit, this isn’t even my final form! (FUCK a mountain! Fuck you!) This isn’t even my final form! (Gangster shit!)