The Beatnuts - Let Off A Couple II lyrics

I'm into stackin papers
I'm smackin fakers if they rappin haters
I'm jackin bakers takin dough
Plus I'm crackin acres
My throughts are intricate, magnificient
Significant infinite spittin it on behalf
Of those are innocent
My tongue's a instrument
Makin my larynx a clarinet
Never to fumble or stumble
Stayin away from arrogance
The mic's a sacrament
I bring to life while you surrogate
Lyrics are holy
I write this poetry in arabics
So let's get head up, dead up
Step up and you get wet up
Up in a set up, you bleed for real
Forget the ketchup
And you can tell I'm proper
Rap the planet while you sellin copper
You cross my path I have
You hangin from a helicopter
Step in my world but I
Ain't down with hittin Blondie
Livin with zombies got me starvin hungry
Like if I was Ghandi
You try to set it, yo, I regret it
I'm fly poetic you die pathetic cause you
Sweeter than a diabetic
Lyric historian, crown valet victorian
Rap in memoriam
Been doin it since the auditorium
Visionary, missionary
You get the picture scary
Squish you like berries
Have your name in the obituary

We got no feelings for ya
We're breakin hearts, choppin breaks apart
Technically we grab you with the state of art
Let it start, pause your camcorder
I fear we slam harder
With this lyrical manslaughter

Hey yo, I stay hustlin, bustin
I'm disgustin only got a few friends and
I don't even trust them
Those cats who wanna see power
I'm gonna crush em
Affiliated, got all the work
Flowin through custom
Frankly, better make your mark and enforce it
Look at me
The end of my sleeves remain frosted
I lost it
Took the ball and ran when they tossed it
Blind shit, not even care how much it costed

Undercover and judges, druggin is rugged
Jailtime walks in expensive halls
Fast calls
Killers and mad weight for high stakes
Snitches behind gates will become shark bait
Train pitch, you on my
Hit list, public enemy, different identity
A chameleon towards civiliance
Warfare political government affairs
A madman who declares a share
A piece of the action, a percent, yo
You gotta pay rent
Or catch dent and facial gat imprints
Man, even our señoritas be carryin' heaters
Now how you gon' beat us or delete us
You bunch of half-way achievers
By apartment leases the dough increases
Out of this world contact just like
See, we keep pieces strapped on the waistline
But too many jokers in the world of
Crime so now I keep mine
And the sh never mind, forget that
Don't even sweat that
Let me get upon this track
And let the world relax