Intelligence and Violence Insane Clown Posse

[D-Lyrical]
You have dug your own grave if you say you wanna battle
Don't you know you're in trouble up the creek without a paddle
'Cause I keep gettin better, I'm tougher than leather
I'm rated number one and I'll reign forever
Some people wear silver and some wear gold
But then I'll snatch it off your neck and diss you cold
It's like a fantasy it's irony my rhymes go down in history
Hit my boys proven with the freshest terminology
Know more words than a pocket dictionary
Got more information then your local library
Some girls I'm kissin and others I'm dissin
But you don't know what you been missin
Make a fresh tongue twister
Could give your tongue a blister
If you see it my way then there's a chance you'll differ
Give a sigh then you cry then you say goodbye
Don't even try don't reply then you want to die
I make you rhyme though it's time
Consider it as a crime
It's the truth no excuse a visual rhyme
Dissin you, to battle me you bit off more then you can chew
Tearin up the scene destrukter van vew
Then I leave you more puzzled than a Rubik's cube
Wanna battle the best you're gonna die like the rest
When I crush your bones and rip up your flesh
You can do what you want but leave the rhyme to the skills
'Cause every person that don't listen is a sucker that kills
And when I first started rappin I set some goals
To rock your mind, your body and of course your soul
Now when it comes to these goals I have now achieved
So for all you non-believers it's time to believe!
Take it to the Violent Side