I, leap over lies in a single bound (Who are you?). The Black Prophet. One day I got struck by Knowledge of Self. It gave me super-scientifical powers.
Now, I don't push a Lex. Others had their turn to flex, Jeru is up next. All these so called players up in the rap game. Got brothers on the corner selling cooked cocaine.
Dirty rotten scoundrel, that's what I'm called, on the street. Could connive and cheat but rarely get beat. Ya see I'm streetwise, a con-game pro. Kickin the Bobby bullshit, too smart for Willie Bobo.