Style Police

I think it's time to get the zap board
 The rap lord has disembarked to restore the missing parts
 For all ya'll, stiffer than starch
 You know the pictorial symbol
 Portable nimble brain waves got my grimy chains jiggling
 I'm burning at Higher Learning like Singleton
 Single out simpletons with
 stylings such as Intercon
 It's the bomb let's get it on
 Slay a crew You never paid your dues
 You're testimony phony bologna
 And boney with only a wooden leg to stand on
 Like a pregnant panda in the wilderness and I'm the wildebeest
 And I see you still a thief with my style in the grill of your teeth
 Diligently apealing with speech with militant beats
 In and of leaks to let my feet miss the freeze
 Mysterious blistering like the gold on Mr T Handicap your voyeurism destroy your vision
 Massive with gashes no defended forms step in the swarm of bees leave with hives
 Rhymes conceive with knives of flesh
 While you're wild as exile
 My text styles spookier than x-files
 You fruity like a pedophile
 After the battle cries thats when I metabolize
 While you fantasize I antagonize like replacement killers ease your filler
 Ridiculous, meticulous
 Fry you like a chicken breast
 Fuck your smith n wesson
 Pull you out of the oven get the dressing
 Question all directions
 While you still a suck petulance
 Stuck dwelling in the past
 Pull over, get out of the car (You're under arrest)
 Slowly put your hands behind your head legs crossed(You're under arrest)
 I do it till I feel fine
 Real rhyme, still time
 Stop frame, drop change
 Rock brain, stock exchange
 There's not a lot to gain from that
 When I'm up to bat its like you trying to duck a gat
 I shift time and space
 Leave your mind erased like the year 2000 and data replaces the faces
 Cause there is no oasis
 I wield your locations
 A military pack of black tornadoes
 I Fernando Slam ya on a amble
 Scrape you with a breakthrough
 Lacerate your plastic face acquired though plastic surgery
 I leave your flow burgundy and crimson limbs and arteries
 Down in the chart MC's
 As I'm sipping margaritas its a part of the feature from the particle preacher
 Universal ubiquity when you sit with me and chat
 You will get to see a fat flow that fried your brain cells like formaldehyde or alkaline
 Check the words now combined
 Leave you with powder burns
 Deltron Z has now returned
 My dogmatic songs average rap artists
 I'm an author who augments my solstice to the tip with my groove essentials
 I'm coming in a hydrofoil spreading hydroponics
 While you chasing the dragon
 Like you're facing a magnet
 My brain is digital playing with analog controllers
 Force movement in increments with instruments