Why'd You Bastards Make Me Do This?

[Definitive X]

I rip microphones and shred amps when I spit
Victimize ya click, trick you pricks into thinkin' you slick
Secreted the rhyme, rise again from the ashes like a phoenix
More sick and twisted than a mutated double helix
Thought they was too big to see how I evolved
So I advanced till my rhymes held more weight than Star Jones
Y'all know I poisoned the pope, pissed in his Holy Water
Rocked Gibralter, and popped Jerry Fawell at the altar
These government snitches try to keep the larynx sedated
But just like two-minute pickup games, they bound to get played quick
Slay you if ya draggin' (get it?), I keep my jeans saggin'
Have ya A&R so broke he's earnin' dough grocery baggin'
Slackin' like Jay and Silent Bob, y'all ain't bout to toss me off
Ain't a fuckin' winner, you were never a playa and still lost.

[MASTER PAI MEI]

I like the references to the Pope and farwell

[The Ghost]

Oh shit we all still here. The warriors of the temple of darts. We need to get some verses together.