Blind Company Flow

[Verse 1: Bigg Jus & El-P]
Yo, yo yo yo, yo
It's a shame when these MC's fuck with us
Yo yo, yo what they call you kid?
Yeah they call me Bigg Jus
Yo, it's a shame when these MC's fuck with me
Yeah what's your name son?
They call me El-P
I must be, entirely, too fuckin nice
El the Don Digital, pass off to the right
From now on I'm impeachin Nautilus, substitution, Mardi Gras
Hot Nickel is back from filing at the Shark Bar
Fuck the Shah, bringin it to you live after dark
Ask the Psychic Friends, the rhymin-ass cypher with the blends
Kings of many men, ancient wisdom, zi-zi-zen
Got a whole crew of girls bent you raped Bell Bottom Tim
This concluding a broadcast from here to the next millenium
Off you niggas execution style ?
The prime directive is to mostly play a part of utter psychosis
Not prone to play stationary man hopeless
Gene pool tumors get rocked without discretion
Fashion MC's drop now they part of my fall collection
Dementia earth burners while Earth sinks further into servitude
Hollow UFO's is comin in
And bill collectors get clicked on
Subtle murderous murder verse form a corporation
In beef we briefly bankrupt but you suck litigation
The mixed bastard, wherever I lay my stat I oughta booby-trap it
Super duty tough word, singin some stylish caged graphics
To kids, who find a hornet's nest just for excitement
I laughs when some Mars Attacks when I bust up ?
It's all fantastic when I bank, grand martial arts shouldn't faze me
I see-through pussy like the Invisible Woman
Teenagers turned trick pimped by pedophile labels
They started but fall from, soon to be disabled