Till I collapse I'm spilling these raps long as you feel it/
till the day that I drop, you'll never say that I'm not killing it.
Cause what I am not is just another rapper/
I'm far from an actor I walk with a panther that's black as a Kappa.
I'm out for the gold then after that maybe the platinum/
When Reese unleashes me on these beats I'm bound to attack 'em
Can you believe it? Mr. Needles is back/
with a mischievous rap and he's guaranteed to snap.
Over this track. So, can I talk my shit again?
at the drop of a hat, I'll pull a gat like The Minutemen.
He's been a 10 breaking news homie I'm CNN/
I don't rap for the Benjamins I feed off adrenaline.
Listen! I'm a staple in this game/
you're just passing through, you're a vagabond we're not the same.
If I had to choose between being a beast or a saint/
I'd be the ghost of Cassius Clay I speak with no restraint.




I do it for the love do it for The Joy of Rapping/
beast mode with the pen, see I'm all about that action.
Got my mind on the mission, tunnel vision no distractions/
I do it for the love do it for The Joy of Rapping.




I rap about the art of putting words together candidly/
rapping saved me from flipping a key singlehandedly.
The truth is my anthem I can't relate to the streets/
but I built a bond by penning metaphors and similes.
About crushing emcees beneath my feet with a vengeance
my revenge is endless when I commit to a sentence.
I'm far from pretentious I spit it in four dimensions/
I keep my heart guarded behind barbwire fences.
Against this troll trying to break my soul/
I conquered writer's block now I'm taking control.
Watch me set it up like a playdate and I'll throw it down like a Beyblade/
better vacate 'fore I eat this bitch up better say grace.
Amen! No one does it like him/
I left the land of makebelieve 'cause I ain't here to pretend.
One of the best to ever do it since I picked up a pen/
I feel a rush from my gut bound to erupt from within when I...




I do it for the love, do it for The Joy of Rapping/
beast mode with the pen, see I'm all about that action.
Got my mind on the mission, tunnel vision no distractions/
I do it for the love, do it for The Joy of Rapping.




The flow is so sick it's unrealistic/
wanna see me flex that I'm the illest when I spit it I go ballistic.
Check the forensics no fiction on the monitor/
most of your rap is all cap-like DOOMS moniker.
I'm the dude with an O'Shea attitude/
step aside the king has arrived don't get it misconstrued.
My mood is not for the faint of heart/
it's like an episode from Are You Afraid of The Dark?
No need for gold teeth in my grill just a razorblade/
I identify as a threat that's why you stay afraid.
Fresh fit I live for this rap shit I'm tailor-made/
the art of putting pen to this paper will never fade away.




I do it for the love, do it for The Joy of Rapping/
beast mode with the pen, see I'm all about that action.
Got my mind on the mission, tunnel vision no distractions/
I do it for the love, do it for The Joy of Rapping.