I'm the Alpha, with no Omega
   Beginning without the, end so play the
   eye inside, no extended version
   Next episode be smooth as a Persian
   Rhyme everlastin, there'll be no part two
   Knowledge is infinite, once I start to draw
   a better picture for your third eye, if you're blind
   You know with a mic, I'm a black Michaelangelo
   I'm the brother who ideas are colorful
   Givin em insight, but givin em trouble to
   comprehend cause they thoughts won't blend in
   They're pretendin, while I'm extendin
   You bite like a parasite, ? you attacks
   But you won't strike, cause you ain't no match
   You need more light cause yours got dim
   Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim
   What's the matter G, check your battery
   Go get charged up, then come battle me
   You try hard and Die Hard, you ain't Eveready
   When they check the pulse, you'll be +Dead+ as +Freddie+
   Sharper spears for new ideas
   Check your engine and ask your engineers
   to equalize, try to disguise it
   If that don't work yo, then monosize it
   You need more power, better bring Battlecat
   But this ain't Grayskull, and you ain't rippin jack
   Don't drop the mic and jet for your tooley
   ("Bring it to me!")
   We can go rhyme for rhyme til the mic stop the workin
   Then I'ma leave you behind the Iron Curtain
   and you'll remain backstage
   Your book is over, I ripped your last page
   Changed the endin, at least you went out rappin
   Now I'ma tell em what happened
   I filled the mic with explosives, and lit it up
   It was too heavy to hold, he couldn't pick it up
   Pass the mic, let him try to get paid
   He hit the stage, it went off like a hand grenade
   Now scrape him off the floor and off my list
   I ain't a soloist, I'm an arsonist
   Sprayed up, he said he was gonna do what?
   Played up, MC Grand but Pooh-Butt
   Stole his lady, and drove her crazy
   You asked me why - cause her man tried to play me
   I sent her back a nervous wreck
   and tried to put her back in check
   My speciality is masterin the female species
   I specialize in her, until she sees
   where I come from, and why I came
   I tame the train til she manifest my name
   Fill her with life until she burst with energy
   Then leave her restless, cause a lot of women be
   tryin to drain us, and leave us stripped dry
   Put holes in our pocket, but you ain't that fly
   I clipped your wings and bring you down to Earth
   and tell you what life is worth
   It ain't rings and things that's materialistic
   You wanna pip on, imperialist with
   food for thought, cause I'm the shelter
   I'll be your clothes, keep you warm and help ya
   not to be hot to trot by a haunt
   And why do y'all got to flaunt?
   ("You gotta use what you got
   to get what you want")
   Cool, I heat you up like a black mink coat
   Hug your neck like a fat gold rope
   Words I speak and my DJ's cuts will warm ya ears
   like mink earmuffs
   So Eric show em how fast your hand'sll go
   so the people in the stands'll know
   that you don't scratch your cuts in the grave
   Moves in waves to my rhyme displays
   Float, evoke, my tempo jets
   Expressions express when you kick steps
   Keep em, energetic, so let it
   pound in your head til what I said is embedded
   Don't forget it's copastetic, set it
   Anywhere you want your poetry's pathetic
   You gets.. no.. credit.. til you get it straight
   Let's motivate
   No intermissions cause it ain't commercial
   If you wanna break then I'll reimburse you
   I won't let go so my mic won't drop, cause
   ("I can't.. stop!")
   Vocabs is endless, vocals exist
   Rhyme goes on, so no one can stop this
   Especially when I start to say the
   rhymes with no omega
  
   No omega
   No omega
  
   ("I can't.. stop!")
   ("I can't.. stop!")
   ("I can't.. stop!") *scratched*