VERSE 1
Goin’ in over dub, house and grime beats/
This album’s a time piece/
It’s a mad ting, this timing/
Now my only tihng is rhyming/
Trade states in a few days/
But my state of my mind stays the same/
Play the game like Settlers of Catan/
Read Rap Genius like it’s the Qu’Ran/
Aimin for the title/
My words like a verse from the Bible/
Can switch gears without shifting into idle/
When they switch the beat/
I never fall back/
I stay on my feet/
Like I’m a kitty cat/
Break me off a beat/
I spit kit kat bars/
One day they’ll say the kid got far/
The hip-hop Jean-Luc Godard/
Postgrad my Le Gai savoir/
Say I use fads or use patois/
That’s off, that’s not right/
Best back off, better play nice!

You really think I’d let you off the hook that easy?/
You wonder how I make a song with no hook sound easy/
When I was young they’d tease me/
If I’d said I’d be a rapper they’d never believe me/
Guess they’re gonna have to change the way they perceive me, now/
Now when they see me, they be like wow/

VERSE 2
Yo it’s Spoon and I’m back, just smoked that loudpack/
This beat sounds like a movie soundtrack/
Like Attack the Block with Basement Jaxx/
I patiently spazz all over the track/
Me, Fehr, and ZOme comin’ through like the Monstars/
The way we bombard you with these bomb bars/
Hotter than curry from Bombay/
Hotter than Curry on a trey/
Hotter than the torch that made this crème brulee/
The misanthropic misogynist that dress androgynous/
These rappers so homogenous, the shit seems obvious/
My songs are like novels and they sound like they novices/
Lament me cuz I torment them like Obelisk/
ZOmer is Slifer and Fehr’s the Winged Dragon/
We just some hip-hop lifers sharing a few flagons/
And waggin’ our tails at some ladies telling their tales/
Won’t fail since Asian chicks love that I’m pale/
I’m tryna Death Grips and chill but she was off of the pill/
Still needed my fill so she sucked till her neck hurt/
Then I’m back in the lab like I’m Dexter makin’ my next verse/