The Don

And you might not
 Not know bout me
 But I'm about to take the cap off of any MC
 And if any MC wanna hollar at me
 Then they better get ready for that swish Kobe
 I don't got no
 No place to be
 But I'm about to put Meddy on the map come see
 All this workin OT got me high as can be
 Mic check two three
 I'm that young fresh pressed intellectual Don
 Not dressin Louis Vuitton
 Chillin my Sox hat Adidas sox on
 Turn your blocks oblong and dry you out for the cleaners
 Fiends you used to rollin with got no chill in demeanor
 That's why you fuck with me now
 I make cleanup much neater
 Much needed reprieve some ease from the spill of the heater
 Hot heads out here trippin I just whip a two seater
 My beater rollin down the strip bumpin sub type sleeper
 Fill a beaker when I'm cookin you might call me a chemist
 Breakin bad ass flows I choose to hone in on those
 Meanwhile all my basslines bring hoes by the droves
 A flock of thots you might call em
 Not thinkin action on those
 God knows I got my hands full
 Soulful and she handle
 Herself with all the knowledge that she makin me a vandal
 Bonnie she is to my modern day Clyde
 A sexy modern day scandal in the dark we reside
 And you might not
 Not know bout me
 But I'm about to take the cap off of any MC
 And if any MC wanna hollar at me
 Then they better get ready for that swish Kobe
 I don't got no
 No place to be
 But I'm about to put Meddy on the map come see
 All this workin OT got me high as can be
 Mic check two three
 Sicuramente and matter a fact
 Cook my shit al dente
 Boil sound I refract
 I never react to the sound of a doomsday dawn
 I go beyond and correspond with legends pass the baton
 Takin all caps off
 You yellin all caps on
 But I'm def to it now
 And now you blind like a pawn
 I capitalize opportunity
 Capsize immunity
 I hunt for Red October
 I'm Sean Connery this ain't new to me
 I share a name with the bond
 All my words is like bonds
 And sure as word is my bond
 This shure get burnt by the bon-fire
 Cause shit feel more alive then the livest of wire
 And killin mics my desire
 A mercenary for hire
 I mean I'm higher than the Boba Fett
 Django unchained
 Bet you would try and hold a bet that's flushin shit on your name
 So in L's you remain
 This the losers domain
 Call me Pennywise I'm comin hunger made me insane
 And you might not
 Not know bout me
 But I'm about to take the cap off of any MC
 And if any MC wanna hollar at me
 Then they better get ready for that swish Kobe
 I don't got no
 No place to be
 But I'm about to put Meddy on the map come see
 All this workin OT got me high as can be
 Mic check two three
 Cause I Rence this shit like a game of survival
 You head bobbin so hard gettin cramps no Midol
 I carry on for my idols
 I'm spiderman to the vultures
 Thought Phiff and J Dee in my top for the culture
 I'm sic of other MCs out here claimin they the God Father
 Obviously you not
 Boy you smell like pot
 The Don smell like tobacco mixed with your last thought
 And I almost forgot
 I got the bloodline to prove
 My ancestors hit the folks that should choose to refuse
 Master commander my summons
 Send a crow for your summons
 Rustle feathers cause the weather changin all of a sudden
 Suddenly in a snap your spine snap no shruggin
 That's like AVP
 You might not see me
 I'm cloakin sneakin in the back
 Three dots all you see
 No Xenomorph gonna prey on me
 Best pray you'll be
 Safe from R E N C E