I could break it down like whatever you want
The bass levels are pumped and the treble is up
I never front, bow down from no one
A rappin' shogun, keep crowds in motion
Assassins hit with no emotion
But passionate when it comes to gettin people open

First verse:

Silky smooth like a butter pecan Rican speaking up
Is that deep enough? Turn your speakers up!
Beatsmiths, this is everything that you can be
The drum work makes you go berserk with envy
Now add in the emcee, it's priceless
Definitely one of the nicest, tight as vice grips
Crushin mics to bits like THIS
The holiest, Thelonious Monk type ish
I sit and write til around about midnight
Then some insight comes right out of my windpipe
I bend light like a prism inside a crystal
Then shoot it in your brain like a pistol with this skill
My presence is like bioluminescence, the essence of
The nervous energy that comes when someone is confessing love
Expressing what they really feel in their DNA
So next time they don't believe you can, take it from me and say

Chorus
I could break it down like whatever you want
The bass levels are pumped and the treble is up
I never front, bow down from no one
Shoot you in the neck with a blowgun just for fun
Assassins hit with no emotion
But passionate when it comes to gettin people open

Verse two:

Yo if a rapper wanna critique and we battling,
They'll retreat after defeat and be staggering
Can't compete with the Rapswell speech patterning,
The way he's chatting got emcee's teeth chattering.
I keep a pad and pen at most times,
That's how I wrote rhymes while in grocery lines
Check it out, you know the game is supposed to be mine
It's that ill poetry you've been hoping to find
Damn man, feels like a new day comin
The one when people stand up and say somethin
Put your fist in the air with strong conviction
My bomb diction is realer than non-fiction
Pardon me as I just boast a while
It's the real hip-hop boom bap poster child
C'mon, rap music is fun, you're allowed to smile
Tell em it's the Rhyme Bandits and the crowd goes wild!