The Hulk Murs, 9th Wonder & The Soul Council

[Verse 1]
The beat changed me into a beast
I started knockin' out teeth so other rappers can't eat
I'm from the streets, not the sidewalk, they listen when I talk
Another rapper dead and they sayin' that it's my fault
I have no recollection of the vivid vivisection
I will not be blamed for you niggas' imperfections
My locks are like antennas, mixing Predator with Venom
I murder 'em to the rhythm, you got a crew, then send 'em
I'm two decades deep, you niggas should've stayed sleep
Since the late 90s I been spittin' with the same heat
The same clip and the same .45
If you niggas get out of line, then you must be ready to die
I'm polished like Mister Wallace, kick knowledge when I demolish
And leaving these niggas' voices like the electoral college
Quit playin', you know it ain't about numbers
This game ain't seen no brothers like Murs and 9th Wonder

[Chorus]
I don't mix my Henny with Coke
I call it the Incredible Hulk (Say what?)
I don't mix my Henny with Coke
I call it the Incredible Hulk (Say what?)
I call it the Incredible Hulk (Say what?)
I call it the Incredible Hulk (Say what?)
I don't mix my Henny with Coke
I call it the Incredible Hulk (Say what?)