Wanna Know That

Throwing up when I'm finished Frozen stuck in a blizzard, got the luck I'm the wizard Shocked I'm this nuts when I'm spitting Throwing punches in bunches Bundles, busses, are plunging Serving hundreds of fungus mushrooms, for fucking budgets Onions, pumpkins and munchkins Throwing anything I can think of, flow is lunging with lunches Pushups pull-ups and crunches Jab em' and diss em', spit it fast, you gone miss em' Causing a mysterious catastrophe For all you cataclysm-prisms Illmatic with hitting, a fanatic for spitting Hitting all the syllables, infatuated for realness Realest, illest, most gifted Feelings, feeling real lifted, grab em' and twist em' Lift em' on top of my shoulders shift em' and give em' Put em' in the hole I was digging Told you I'm wicked Not the show on Broadway but this green face shows you who the witch is Stacking my riches, in fact I am thinking Of calling all u dickheads out, it's attack on the Richards I was hustle and grinding, start the talk when you wining Underground like I'm mining, another vowel and it's fire These muscles on fire, 3 Russell's inspired Start a tussle if wondering who the fuck I am History like a mayan, Next to beat in a lineup Batting 3 where's the sign up Guard up when I'm rhyming Hard enough but I'm trying Hardened up my desire I don't want to go back go back starting all my own raps own raps Waiting for the throwback throwback Really wanna know that know that I know I can be nuisance and a menace Same time be so fucking truthful any minute All the times thought I had you but I didn't Started thinking is it just me? Or just how I'm living yeah Maybe switch it up put out a whole different vision Know where I'm headed got to put it into driven Start at gear one then a road of them sixes On the road to the riches and all of the expenses Putting in the work to show you bitches my effort Is it gunna to work? To give me all that cheddar Part of postmortem I'm particularly hardened My shell is a casing, it protruded and fired Blown it to fragments, smoked em' liked the ashes That's a line from my past shades as it catches Fascinated with matches, lit the attachments Keep pushing my limits, keep pressing my buttons Rolling deep in the Jeep, causing massive concussions That's end of discussion, leave you broken and bloody While I'm running your wallets, taking all of your money Cocked back and I'm ready, got that machete Asking betty if she like some dirty spaghetti It's a party in here, see all the confetti Been illing since a kid watching Ed, Ed and Eddy Rocket power the scene, bumping powder between Smoking sour on the screen, for hours that green Yeah Catching a buzz, fucking with us Tryna tell us once, we just fucking you up