Impassioned and slain International range Build bridges or we clash and bang Impassioned and slain You don't have to ask the name Global with the cash and fame Impassioned and slain Connected worldwide Understand we worldwide Impassioned and slain International range Build bridges or we clash and bang The track hit the headphones Ping hit the pad Put MCs to sleep like tryptophan The *** hit the fan When my *** hit the stands Take trips to Japan Toes dipped in the sand Tosh keep it fresh like it's zipped in a bag I run it so smooth it don't glitch or lag I never snitch or brag I just spit those facts We put this fine crew Hip-hop *** on the map Once again back Is it incredible All you rappers are edible Knock you off your pedestal Better take all your medical records Before you mess with the Toxicated tiger The veteran rap professional Gone far the rise of the Original gone clap Return of the boom bap I'll turn the moon black Who am I to you? Call me Tiger General I'm the one who's gonna Take back what's mine Losco, Mali, Rap, Haile Selassie Try to knock me off But it's highly unlikely That I'll ever vacate the throne I'm too known And you'll never hear me Say the three words I'm too stoned Full blown monster All-out problem No need for talk I just go out and solve it Regardless of the artist I'm the hardest flawless Fresh millipede bark I'm calling this war It's that west coast charlotte And the bully brash knuckle With the style that'll bust you in the face And make you buckle It's gone from me I pick it up and get to break walls You ain't soft Now you hardcore You better jump off and clock out Beef is what the *** I'm about No doubt I get a call from rock And I blow the whole block out With melodies and ill keys And dope from the Japanese Look out for the big grind And why you blowing them trees Come on, fire spare From the South Pacific region To the west coast soil While I boil Liquid, it's highly porous Did your bones spoil? I rap at the foyer When tossed in the freezer I get chopped by the big cleaver I'm ***ing with the small leaders Who be off the ***ing meters And running wild through the jungle Like wild cheetahs With hot heaters That stay with high fevers So we deliver the sickness From the spine sickness Oh boy The hammer bangs hard They're shook Dark man, direct vengeance Like Park Chan-wook I'm free Hit the streets and roam Laughing the world Laughs with you Weep and you weep alone Megaphone streets Weepers unload Microphone heaps Seekers we know We can see when they glow Megalopolis to the tropics Light a layup Rock a hula Rock a lola Rock away a mayo Yo, I've carried the torch With my chariot scorching I'm a gladiator Battling and burying corpses It's very unfortunate What I do to these victims Like dangerous minds Gotta get through to these children What I do to these cats Whoop the gluteus maximus Nobody ***ing with me Like they're practicing abstinence Dumb is the nastiest When I get in the zone Eight bars like a 540 Kick to the dome Show's back Off that Prozac Throwing a little cognac Think I won't snap For anyone who listening Like a phone tap DJ Honda just helped me Get my zone back South side of the high That's my whereabouts Family and respect About the only thing I care about A rocker called me Said show homie aired out I turned into a wrecking ball Help you like me dead now Some people complain to the IRS Some people put a plane through the IRS Money makes the world nutty But when it comes to mine I wanna see it all like an eyewitness T-A-B-L-O Let me say hi Annyeonghaseyo Yeah, I'm burning Hot like Arabian thirst And I make your *** pop Like Damien Hirst It's a new rap olympic The city is a rocker I got invited Bit drop My voice is gone Listen I'm going to beat the UFC I'm a Korean I'm a red devil I'm a soul that's on fire Underground for me A soul that only breathes inside I'll wet you with my sweat I'm a rapper I'm a rapper for you I'm on a mission After all the competition Pac-10, Mac-10 Automatic ammunition Spent a lot of fire No time to retire Spraying them down Got your picture to the choir I'm on trial Like Jim Carrey and Liar Liar I did time in the feds But no one to supply ya So don't try to roll with the squadron I'm a rioter It's Bobby I'm a proudness I told them before Bring it bro with my sweet team Out of this world Wild breaking *** like Big Street What up, who's up? We reppin' the South Pacific Screams from the whole plantation So get with me This kid counts a rocker We strapped with a machete Let me advise you again Little boy, you ain't ready My commentary is legendary Like Fab 5 Freddy Like a coconut to the temple When the sky was so deadly Get back to this thing International range Build bridges So we clash and bang Get back to this thing You don't have to ask the name Global with the cash and fame Get back to this thing Connected worldwide Understand we worldwide Get back to this thing International range Build bridges So we clash and bang