From the recording The Cure
Lyrics
I rap rounds around clowns this profound sound is bound to break ground inside your mental/ I gives a fuck who sent you who lent you their rhyme book look you whack muhfukahs are shook/ I read books more than I get pussy... pussy/ fuck is you talkin' bout?/ these chicks don't deserve me I did it on my own without a single nagging word see?/ Super Single Dad with no weakness Preakness dinner party class nobody leak this/
Don't leak this when seeking an intermission total meekness/--is the shit that I'm deserved you've submitted to lower beings/ Zanoni got me seeing internally/ infernal entities attempt to get into me/ pause for a century/ I'm getting ahead of myself and catching up mentally/-- to the Nth degree/ -- my standard is Nubian next chick might be Peruvian channeling Abubukari the second seems like something I should be doing/ I'm doing - me I hope you're doing you because I'm coming through smoking loud and taking shots of Teramana, too/ ooh, come see this ill emcee and chill with me/ your boy Khari, the Killer Emcee/ Peace