Live from the Iron Curtain

Reporting live from the muthafuckin' Iron Curtain
 I don't think that I'm nice, Homiem I am certain
 Try to step to this mic, I might uppercut ya
 Ice cold, flow strong like Mother Russia
 Reporting live from the muthafuckin' Iron Curtain
 I don't think that I'm nice, Homie, I am certain
 Try to step to this mic, I might uppercut ya
 Ice cold, flow strong like Mother Russia
 I keep my mind on the cheddar, the nine on the dresser
 The rhyme is a lecture, the violent professor
 That shines under pressure, a diamond-ish texture...
 I'm the flyest forever, I'm fly as a Cessna
 You wonder why you ridin' a Vespa
 And I arrive in a fresher ride, leave you tied to a stretcher
 You stressin' and petrified, that you gon' die when I catch ya
 I'm the best alive, lines electrifyin' like Tesla
 Survivin' the test of time and you in line buyin' Kesha
 Rob you blind with a nine, what a bind when they find you in pine
 With a spike thru ya spine and I spat in the spot where they left ya
 I'm the god of the best of the best of the best and the better
 Every muthafucker ever, from 85 to forever
 Take 85 of Ya craziest favorite rhymes and they lesser
 Than 8 or 9 of my laziest lines that I threw together
 It's stupid to measure or stoop to the level
 Of you atheist 85 percenters, or any other percentage
 I'll wait til you 85 and you dyin' and got dementia
 Then enter ya nursin' center and kick you right in the dentures
 My intention is turnin' you earthlings in to indentured servants
 And then it's curtains, and then I'm certain you men are serpents
 Fuckin' snakes, You sketchier than Professor Snape
 I devastate any rappers that try to replicate
 Send em to Heaven's gate, but they ain't on the guest list
 Now they don't even exist, please show em the exits...
 Reporting live from the muthafuckin' Iron Curtain
 I don't think that I'm nice, Homiem I am certain
 Try to step to this mic, I might uppercut ya
 Ice cold, flow strong like Mother Russia
 Reporting live from the muthafuckin' Iron Curtain
 I don't think that I'm nice, Homie, I am certain
 Try to step to this mic, I might uppercut ya
 Ice cold, flow strong like Mother Russia
 Check, most of these rappers like compost
 With the exception of the seeds in the dirt
 When they converse flows that don't grow
 Let's take a trip into the mind of a sealed bridge
 Its time and place through space and real life affairs
 The results are mind bending
 Grabbin' your attention is my intention
 It's not about a vow or takin vengeance
 That Perestroika emblems in the skies mean tend it
 There's nothin' like us, and if it is than it's infringement
 I'm back in trenches so fasten ya seat belts
 And brace for the ride of ya life when I start the engine
 The game's a farce now, but I still take it serious
 Juice I spew, some view lines as luxurious
 The opposite of Fuhrer when I occupy Europe
 Gold dust litters the floor when I'm in the building
 Of Mice and Men, I get the... same results with a sword or a pen recordings when the madness begins
 Not one for trend following, we set out to make 'em follow
 Words empower, god of music soon as Apollo
 Violate embargoes, stick to the Congo to Cuba
 Just to secure Peretroika's future
 Dissolution of the Soviet Union
 In '89 you could say we started the revolution
 Reporting live from the muthafuckin' Iron Curtain
 I don't think that I'm nice, Homiem I am certain
 Try to step to this mic, I might uppercut ya
 Ice cold, flow strong like Mother Russia
 Reporting live from the muthafuckin' Iron Curtain
 I don't think that I'm nice, Homie, I am certain
 Try to step to this mic, I might uppercut ya
 Ice cold, flow strong like Mother Russia