Game Theory

[Chyeahhh!!!]

I am lightyears ahead of my comp
the ground that shakes and quakes beneath my feet subsequently meet
the same heads that I've stomped
John Von Neumann, the bar conduit
what remains to be seen is who the god gon' ruin
it's the Art of Sun Tzu n when I go to war
interior decorator that'll leave yah insides on the wall
the crown showin minor wear, got em all kinda scared
so either get the picture or the fluck up outta here
and if I wasn't there...then it didn't happen
seein us link up is gonna take more flickr caption
you gettin ether'd from afar
sniper rifles at my rivals that'll heatseek you through the fog
and have you seated with god
get a sixth sense for the slick shit if I wrote it
bruce willis ass niggas walkin' round dead and don't know it
I watched it all play out
the bad boy high above the maze of bullshit
knowin it was no way out
I crash rapboards, no pun intended
I'm inflicting capitol punnishment, with pun intended
here's a prime example how I even the odds
you'll need the four horsemen for you to even respond
you's a pro at dicking riding when the outcomes crucial
I'mma call you bisexual, you've outdone nuetral
the city slicker taking pot shots at country grammar...
the drunken master
that'll son you off that syrup, fam...but I aint cha' mama
the only text nigga who's text was made for audio
you longfaced ass niggas house poolin in yah barrio
el numero uno negro hombre
infored beamin any nigga on any given sunday