Sergei Federov

I'm the walkin' revival of the crack era

For what I drop on the vinyl, it's a mass terror

Bacteria blots inside of a rap paragraph

Burial plots for guys, won't last there, I

Adhere to, the laws of Sun Tzu

I'm movin' incog on you snobs to undo

And wash with a raw you piss posh and bum crews

You're appalled as I suave on your broad to run through

True Mack, true master of true rap

Inspect a deck (Inspectah Deck) of cassettes and woo (Wu) cats

Request none less than respect, I'll prove that

Armageddons through text, suggest you move back