Rocket Science lyrics

Anyone hear that truck out there?

[Verse One] [Copywrite]
It's due to me you suck
Mr. Write made you the fan you are
I've seen tighter wrappers on a candy bar
I'm too nice to get ripped
f*ck what you said
Turn crack four pieces of sh*t between two slices of Wonder Bread
And from what I understand you think I'm God
That's sorta true
I ain't expensive on those who can't afford to lose
We pull cards of pathetic squads
Americans Express themselves and get charged for credit fraud
Plus the rhymes properly read
Once explained, my di*k's the other white meat
Your Muslim mom offered me head
But I rejected
The whore ain't worth my time or sperm
While you write rhymes the same night to learn
I got rhymes to burn and rhymes that's def/deaf
That force me to rock mic's in sign language
I'm fly and it's due to my dynamics
MC's I never panic, ran it from the planet
Man you couldn't shoot the gift, if you was Santa with the cannon
I'm on this Earth to diss crews, on plot I'm vet
Rhymin' since birth just proves you haven't caught on yet
Hell's like Tetris
See to it you fit
Want to teach you to quit
You precious pieces of sh*t
You'll be rhymin' to people with wits
And stop whining and preachin' to kids
Complete the sun and freak an eclipse
What I drop exceeds a ton
What I engineered, you engine needs to run
So for you to postpone only my roast, holmes would greatly benefit you
And if I offend you, f*ck you I intend to
Copywrite extends to
Saturn and back twice
For those that lack patterns with wack rhymes
I smash atoms and battle real cliques to collapse mics
I'll pummel anyone who brings it
f*ck R&B and anyone who sings it