Picture that intro - Pumpkinhead

I’mma test the waters with a new style

And keep my integrity—just let me know if I go too wild

Like Busta Rhymes, I’m unappreciated

Destined for greatness and being called a legend a bunch of times

But my rhymes don’t equate to dimes

And somewhere down the line

In your mind, you got sidetracked

So in hindsight, I take my time

If you press rewind, you’ll find

Messages in my rhyme to free your minds

Yeah, that’s where I’m at

Picture that clique?

Nah, don’t picture this shit ‘cause his shit fraudulent

Try to play me out like an accordion

So according to hood rules

I’m ______ on this fool like doors on a DeLorean

I won’t say names ‘cause that’ll give you fame

And you don’t deserve to be at the podium

Like this valedictorian (that's me)

Chun-Li vs. Scorpion

Like Capcom, get capped on in front of your home audience

This ain’t about hate or even being a bully

It’s about handshakes, a man’s word, and you fooled me (liar)

You got your story and I got mine

And those who choose to believe you will find that in good times

You can’t buy your way to amnesty

You’re not an element—you represent a devil’s mentality

A wolf in sheep’s clothes, a snake in Eve’s hair

P’s here all the time and you appear every leap year

You can’t picture this, so picture that

Can’t picture this, so picture that

I picture that, don’t picture this

‘Cause his shit fraudulent

They say that I’m the one son from the third rock from the Sun

To sum it up: I’ve got fire in my lungs

I bring a light to the slums while you bums still selling jumbs

Killing the hood one by one (grow up)

Have you no heart?

Like the Tin Man?

I’m fly with a twenty-by-five wingspan

I’m worth more than ten grand

I’m the king, man—the underground’s wingman

I rep because failure is not an option

I son you kids like adoption

Never killed no one with a gun, but I got one

I shot one.

A shotgun

Gift to drop drums

I’m on it, like a hi-hat over a dry track

Like a drought, I

Charge like credit cards when I

Max out, 3-D visual

Violence, I silence the individuals

No-time offenders, liars

Habitual science-fiction criminals

That wallow in the mire

Your girl’s my fan

She likes to swallow me entire-ly

When I emcee independently

That means I am free

I shine so vibrantly, come on

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