The Lyrxo is Slammin’ GZA

[Verse 1]
What I'm about to flow on is so dope
The average hip-hop fiend couldn't cope
Or explain my style because it's hard to define
So the fiend scratch and think and nod to the rhyme
That I lay down in a straight narrow path
While beats just flowin' off a modern phonograph
Bass loud, high hats crisp and clear
Never let a weak MC interfere
Or bring about some technical difficulties
So I got prepared and I wrote these
Rhymes that just broke loose from the brain
Searching for dope beats on the same plane
For you to write new rhymes it is a must
But I come off with rhymes old as dust
Even as a speck of dust it existed
Ya got that? Forget it, ya missed it

[Hook]
I'm slammin'
The Lyrxo is slammin'

[Verse 2]
You flip me on the mic, no way
That's like me being played in April on the 1st day
Who's a fool? What do you strive for?
Prime time juice on the box and fans galore
Forget it 'cause you're not hype as they want you
With a maximum of 200 your rhymin' IQ
Is 10, meaning thin, you'll never win
So erase that, I'm not gonna lose friend
I know you're gassed and you're charged, and kinda stuck up
But I define your challenge, a total fuck up
And it's critical, a crying shame
How MC's challenge me and die in vain
But you should've came with your whole rap
Community, now where's your unity?
'Cause what I see right now is you and I
And you're too weak to stop me from doin' my
Damage, you know, type of body and fender
Nah!, not the same way I did Brenda
But you had the audacity to step to me
Thinking you was Butch Cassidy and you could do me
How can you do me when you don't know me
And out of the hip-hop styles ya couldn't show me
One style that may have damaged me
But that's something you'll never see