How We Do It

Intro:
To all my haters
Take a hiatus
Cause you can't block me
I'm unstoppable
Cause the Abstract King
Is running this rap scene
So you can't top me
It's impossible

Verse 1:
Thought you shot me down? Well, you misled
You rhymes say you tight? Think you misread
Planned to get me down, but instead
I'm high or you are cause you got me twisted
On fire like I'm chemically in balance: I'm solar
And bust like I'm chemically unbalanced: Supernova
So watch out or you won't see the light of day
Learn now, dummy. Change your life and live a brighter way
Cause saying Fiya doesn't make tight songs
Just feels wrong like hating on 50 Tyson
Since it's written autistically, spitting artistically
And I'm still trying to make them better; rhymes are all sick to me
Dr. Manhattan them; watch men get flattened and smash them into atoms cause they ain't talking flattering
Jib Jabbering gets rib jabbed up in. Stop flapping them gums...you don't know who you're attacking, son
Way in over your head; heavyweight against a pea brain
So I hope I knock some sense into you, boy, cause you going to be seeing things

Chorus:
(I know you know) That you can not be forgetting
(You know I know) That I am the hardest hitting
(I Know you know) That your hating is forbidden
(You know I know) That it's time to hand out whippings
Yea, man, that's how we do it when we come up here and do it
(Yea, man, that's how we do it when we come up here and do it)
Yea, man, that's how we (do it) when we come up here and (do it)
Yea, man, that's how we do it (when we come up here and do it)
Do it

Verse 2:
Folks know hating on me is a no no
Cause otherwise you'll be extinct like Dodos
Since you ain't fly, I'ma make sure you know so
And I can't even do it in the way of Loso
Cause the way he bodied you was simply so so
And anything less than excellent is a no go
My brain also thinks in terms of BOGO
Beat One rapper Get One fan base...OH!
Says the crowd; they go nuts
As I shut you down: score is 3 mil to donuts
Cause ya'll act allergic: no nuts
No guts, the glory's mine once I destroy these opponents
Decrepit, pathetic pistachios with nasty flows
Get trashed by those rich tragic Lohans
Hiltons. No man respects you women
Sorry, bro, the term is like your skinny jeans: fitting

Chorus

Verse 3:
I kill loathers in my loafers for the loafs of
Bread just to pay off my chauffeurs
Yes, I'm driven. Insane asylum prison
Is main call of duty like a warden warning
If you don't get your mind right, it's off to Arkham
Or Shutter Isle while I'll be starting
Treatment on you weaklings with lyrical leprosy
Figured it's best that we tell you to keep your distance; don't step to me
Cause every breath you breathe will just make you sicker still
Making your body sympathize with how burning wicks will feel
Get the deal? Nah, won't coupon like chickens will
I just shook the game up, cause I got Richter skills
Scales tell me I'm a heavyweight so featherweight
Haters should meditate on why I let them hate
So if you face the great, I'm going to devastate
Your whole career. No need to investigate

Chorus

Outro:
To all my haters
Take a hiatus
Cause you can't block me
I'm unstoppable
Cause the Abstract King
Is running this rap scene
So you can't top me
It's impossible