Mr. FANTASTIC

Yeah, yeah
It's that number nine shit
Yo, yo

Mind sharp 'nuff to split ya wide
In the ride before five, hurry get inside
See the prize, it's too bad, I got rid of my token
No more playing games, 'cause they end up being frozen
I did the devil dance, I see much better now
I had like hella chances, wearing a metal mask
This Doomzilla, I see the cream like chocolate, vanilla

Grade A killer, call me Mr. Fantastic
Go for home stretch ever since I started rapping
(This Doomzilla, I see the cream like)

Fuck with all the hate though, you should note take, though
Pretty math teacher, yeah, she give me brain, though
Aries just a young, dumb son-of-a-gun so watch out
Pull the trigger, no turning tides, the time's now
This is something that's been hidden for a decade
Snag your pawns so it makes it easier to checkmate
Steady living life, while I'm about that pride
You can see it in my eyes, I'ma one of a kind
'Til my sights are blind and I'm living a lie
If you claim you're the boss then what the fuck am I?
Shit, levels above, flock 'til the pelicans come
I want that gold in my hands, should be a hell of a run
I took the mic to bless it nine million times
They don't want that, spray rhymes at you and your comrade
Gang of buccaneers, we ain't all bad
I tell 'em go forth, we ain't never fall back

(Killa, killa) Mr. Fantastic
Go for home stretch ever since I started rapping
Mr. Fantastic, this Doomzilla
It's Doomzilla, microphone killa
It's Doomzilla, he the microphone