I catch little sleep at night, wake up the next and keep it moving   Context, don't take me out, this raw fusion   Is climaxed, high frictional vestax   And techniques, making my money with less tax   And prestige, as long as I'm cracking my kraft cheese   Calling the cops and I have to leave   I'm either very smart, or incredibly stupid   Ahead of my time, I'm locked in a room with a view of the walls   Iron clap, my rhyme is a firing squad   Watching them fall and grabbing my bowling balls   Holding them all acountable with the mountain of evidence   You're under the table dead presidents   Wouldn't let you walk from the case with a hung jury   A lifetime ban from the mic if you come near me   The upright in odacity and gull   If you feel certain, you'll never get past the steel curtain      Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing   Or we'll be like fighting.... Mike Tyson   Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing   You ain't saying nothing, I keep head butting... Mike Tyson   [Mike Tyson] My style is impeduous   My defence is impregnible   Ima eat your style, eat your style kid   [Abstract Rude] Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing   Clash of the titans... Mike Tyson      Arjures, shoot off arrows like we're gladiator   Even if we get past the piles of knights with armor satire   Hate or die, haters don't you even try   Retreat from your sneak attack leave from us or you won't be back   Or the bishop will chop, will covert diagonals   In a hail of ammo, we'll give you your halo   Stay low in a bunker, resort with the thunder   Or we'll be hotile like german sheppard   And the viking manuever, we're taking Vancouver   To new heights with the viking like, no other producer   With a spiked ball and chain I'm Braveheart, Maximus   With an axe in his hand, slicing up these abstract Pakistans   Never stop, let you not be want again   Me and the Wolverine are the two of the hardest X-Men   Eighteen on the abaracus, hey to you in a happy room   No one comes to the accalade where all the Massmen are made   Clash of the titans in a street for fighting   We meet with the mic and my reach I'm deadly at best   Fuck Elliot Ness I'm a style Al Capone my styles my own   Stop biting... Mike Tyson      Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing   Or we'll be like fighting.... Mike Tyson   Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing   You ain't saying nothing, I keep head butting... Mike Tyson   [Mike Tyson] My style is impeduous   My defence is impregnible   Ima eat your style, eat your style kid   [Abstract Rude] Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing   Clash of the titans... Mike Tyson      Know how to pause you to switch your game plan   While you hearing this you change styles   Can't even tell we're listning to the same man   That we heard when we came out, shang-how   You keep biting off this rhyme writing   Style taking them without liscense, now crowd hypen   I'm navy seal on you foot soldiers   It's kill at will till that shit's over   I'm conceptuable, they just over, incomplete if it's lackluster   They bite like a frustrated boxer   I'm coming down like a paratrooper, hard on ya   If you're not i'm moving and shaking, no creature in you bakers   Bled out, too fragile for Shaq and the Lakers   Abstract's the major, minor, eighty-eight keys solo   With frequency, modulation and foot pedals   All out battle till beef settles   It's inticing, scorpion is in rising   All dead wait get shedded, we're downsizing   Independant, definately enterprising   We get offended when you're blating with the senseless biting      Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing   Or we'll be like fighting.... Mike Tyson   Stop biting while i'm rhyme writing   You ain't saying nothing, I keep head butting... Mike Tyson   [Mike Tyson] Everbody always talk about Mike Tyson   Is biting Holyfield   He bit somebody too man, you know what i'm saying   [Abstract Rude] Stop biting while I'm rhyme writing   Clash of the titans, Ab and Rob the Viking      [Mad Child]   Stop biting, no doubt   Yo Ab, I'm glad you're getting this off your chest    cause you and Freestyle Fellowship, Project Blowed   you guys are true originators of styles   And it's a compliment when these kids get inspired by what you did   and continue to do. But it's an insult when they get all gassed up   and forget where they got these styles from in the first place   you know? Battle Axe.      [Abstract Rude]   That's right