[Mr. J]

Dealing with two dimes, a nickel and all that
backwards ball cap, back to when y'all rapped
a montage to fog that, a literal deposition on how to draw maps
secure your position, feel yourself, X.. that spot, your drawback
now what are you in awe at? I ain't ever saw that
riding along with this puppetry tryna find my jigsaw scraps
everything you paw'd at, pulling the dirt from under the rug
a coaster under the mug, cyanide cracked right under your tongue
quite a sly move, but it won't make you as sick as I am too..
can't make you do what I can do, bring a fuckin' riot through
killing you inside, knowing that this poison is time induced
giving you false accusations about 12 like the Mayans do
but I kept my pride close to me like them lions do
I been what your tryna do, when I been so unreliable
Prometheus let me bring the fire through...
like an Olympian traveling to Olympus with the likes of you
call me Hermes, the journey will only tire you
you look worried, doesn't my guidance inspire you?
make you want to seek a higher truth, enlighten you
with a 9 to your head you'll say whatever you liar you...