Original The Four Owls

[Verse 1: Verb T]
Yo!
Im on the search for knowledge
They're lookin' at me like Earth to Thomas
Bright star, each bar is like a burning comet
Ex-herbaholic surfin' on a tidle wave
Damn I just overcooked your brain in a microwave
My mistake
I'm sittin' wide awake, like the pipe, I play my tune
People follow, I'll take you miles away
Yes I'm your highness for real 'cos my mind is
Lost in the clouds can't fully raise my eyelids
Building an escape pod, tryin' to climb inside it
Get away, lookin' for the stars shining vibrant
Dynamite shit, short fuse temper temper
Vent the tension and I would like to send a mention to
Your ego, pretentious fool you sound demented
Out the trenches, you ain't the trench coat Mafia
And this ain't revenge of the nerds you fuckin' amateur
That is fucked, wrap it up now man I've had enough

[Verse 2: Fliptrix]
Find me where the bombs blow
Holes in my foes still smokin'
Killing enemies with choke holds
Leave 'em with their wounds open
Just to free their emotions
Then I flee to my barracks
Haphazard, dodging daggers
Like Jackie Chan on tabs of acid, I kill a snake then I climb a ladder
Trigger tounge is callous
With charisma by the gallons, so we're not balanced
I'm on point while you lack talent
I practice black magic
Plus I'm strapped with a bag full of gas and a packet of some matches
Not the safety type, raise up the Fahrenheit
You're goin' down like a motherfuckin' stalagtite
Snap it then I stab your spine, in the black of the night
Then turn your flesh back to life like I'm Frankenstein
I'm bad for your health like a jam in formaldehyde?
Known as the medicine man, I kill the parasites