The Wizard

[Verse 1: Osmosis]

I was born to rhyme
Borderline menace to society
There’s more to my appearance
Than my penchant for proprieties
I’m sorta like
A Prozac to a person with anxiety
Or like a shower head
My flow has got so much variety
Stay mum on all my meanings
And just leave ‘em under wraps
I’m just rappin' for the paper
Present you with all my tracks
My train of thought’s
About to turn into a plane
And fly into the sky
Where i’ll look down upon the game
And my brain is ambidextrous
So the right side writes the message
Which leaves the left to provide the vision
I merge em to make these records
And Usain I’m breakin’ records?
I’m sayin’ my past is checkered
So just go ahead and king me
My throne’s in the Beresford
I suggest that you should watch it
Rolex, Timex or Swatch it
Cuz I’m rollin’ all the time
All these “fly” rappers I swatted
I’m unnatural disaster
Fur real like JJ Astor
Tell these wack ass rappers
See my gateman... backwards
And they say that I’m the master
I’m the guy the Mayans meant
When they was talkin’ bout the rapture
Fucked the world and got a bastard
And I’m oh so very clever
Like my man Magical Trevor
I go hard in my endeavors
Forever, whenever
Never have I ever
Given less than 100% effort
And you know I do it for you
I put two and two together
I go coocoo on a track
Like Sonny for the puffs
Oh you think you can’t be beat?
Well say hello to Macduff
And then I slow it down
Change the flow, no problem
A zero question test
Rhymin’ raw, no condom
And all of this started
Back when i was fifteen
Afraid that I’d get washed away
With this crazy pipe dream
But I jumped right in
It’s a-me, Osmosis
Rappers say they’re ill
I’m the recommended dosage
So don’t get fussy
Or it might get messy
You can stick a form in ‘em
It’s time to cook, Jesse
Heisenberg, rhymin words
I’m a nerd, time to splurge
It’s absurd, kick the curb
Sickest dude from out the burbs
Blow your brain
I’m David Blaine
Let us all kick back, romaine
Caesar’s palace
Suck my phallus
Brighter than the Borealis
Call me Andre triple k
3k, three thousand
Hey ya, Outkast style
I’m arousin’
I’m a Big Boi which means
I gotta have it my way
Hail to the king
Net worth as much as BK
Magician on a beat
But I swear it’s not a trick
I really am this good
I’ll knock you out, hit stick
And I’ll do what it takes
To be the top of the charts
This belongs in the Louvre
Cuz what I make here is art
And just in case you forgot
Know I think outside the box
Which makes me two MD’s
Yeah, I’m a paradox
This is what I’m about
I been too dope throughout
So I’ll see you next time
King Oz, man, I’m out