Phesto

We Silver Surfing over soundwaves, scalpin
 Tickets to my show for twenty dollars more than face value pays
 Curse my vowels on you holdin kids, marvel and gaze
 I strip the tarnish off the microphone, sharp as a spade
 Bring my plans to fruition, with intuition known to witches
 The Hieroglyphic argonauts bombard the spot
 With sandblasters, grand eloquence eloquent talented
 Like balance beam medalists, the seismic
 Hi fidelity poltergeist in your amplifiers
 Bustin from the top like snipers, niggas hyper
 Ventilate at the sight of the arch nemesis
 When Phesto D walks the premises
 I leave em mumma-fied like Tutan-khamun
 With premonitions like Hyrahnomeus, device is incisive
 And still be rockin the mic with arthritis
 And blow the sleeves off your shirt, cause you'll need a life vest
 To survive this, any anonymous character
 From Bay Area 51 to Copernicus
 I'm turnin kids to concrete, or be impaled
 On the stallic mic, with the slightest impulse
 I'm hair trigger, explode and reconstitute with vigor
 Put the mic in the depths, crane like The Vigilante
 Manhandling, your crime family like Stan Lee
 Branding niggas with the Hiero, symbol and
 Adrenalin is, hallucinogenic
 By the time the ambulance rolled up, the pharmaceuticals entered
 They won't be able to identify ya
 Dental records on laser disk, CD, tape or vinyl
 The Hiero, glyphics play the Iron Curtain
 Drop the gavel on your gangsta babble and face the verdict