Third Eye Sight

I observe life through my third eye when I burn thai
Get the verse tight like a virgin the first time
Fisher price my first mic, love at first sight
Walking a dark path, armed with a searchlight
Merking the circuit I certainly earnt my
Stripes as a general, punishing the workshy
Surfing the new wave watch how I turn tides
Putting out hells flame moving the earth like G-O-D hitting the skins
I talk low in the confession box, admitting committing the sin
Commission aborted shit I got gotham on lock
Trotter boys out the carboot shotting some stock
"Blud have you got a spare zoot?" bother me not
This is fine art dude a Hieronymus Bosch
These MC's is leftovers I polish em off
No apologies my policy's abolish the lot
You're still waiting for a bollock to drop
My hip hop's top of the pops, lighting up a crop of the pot
Got 'em reaching in their pockets for paper
I'm just cotching plotting the caper
Money now, apocalypse later