Bad Touch Example

Since you're my special friend come closer for a special treat

I'm going to let you touch me in a special place

It is never ok to touch someone else's private parts

Your mom and dad will tell you so

Yo,' eyes get blind like Tupac gettin' shot in the lobby

Most MCs styles is robbery of my freestyles as a hobby

I pick apart monkey brains and spread disease through hot zones

My cameos on promos seem strange like someone's not home

Bigg Jus the outsider, rain on your dream field

With styles so freakin' wet niggas, need maxi panty shields

Expose more moles out the closet that lead paint on your tenement

Got more Black thought to my Roots than most niggaz, got in

Their pigment, it's the baby faced lieutenant with the Luck like Luciano

Hardcore like Kool G Rap music made for concert piano

So dust off the candelabra, hip-hop's version of the super Don Dada

With the license to give more ass whippings than Father

You couldn't see me with binoculars way ahead of myself like telepathy

Make most crews disappear like blackheads on Oxy creme

Under the lights I fuck up mics with my uncanny ability to heat seek

Through brain facilities with the science of microchemistry

This history of my hip-hop is too deep to be dissected

Bitch recollect don't even half step or try to test it black

Bigg Jus, I drop so much shit my anus needs an ice pack

In fact I'm all that, El-P yo bring the horns back

Right through the center of your focus picture a long silver needle

Piercin' the outer lens of your eyesight

And once again in one verse we have proven

We can rip all these signed big budget motherfuckers

Peace to Stretch and Bobbito

Ye, olde lyrics of fire surface bombs from X-wing fighters stance

To B-boy actors fracture negative thirty below wind chill factor

The counteraction is just a helpless action of the hapless flinchin'

My supersonics leave you mute like Maggie Simpson

Taxidermist El-P I defy translation

Instigate and set in crates throughout your whole situation

Practice exposing perfection like Ricki Like exposes white trash

My shit, is strange X-file number 2, 6, 7 whiplash

Triple felon emcee minus the melanin when I bomb it

The type of shit, to make baby, Jessica jump in the well again

Sunshines or rain acid, El-P the battle master

Lactose breakin' down your fuckin' fractals till you're flaccid

I'm leavin' Las Vegas, like a hundred flyin' Elvises

Raid, spot my prey, swoop down and cross their pelvises

Rat nerve like David grill smoke bitch catch my frozen frame

Suspended you couldn't even fuck with my idle fidget

My birthright I'm pulling swords from stones high tone beam

Phonetically abort it try to distort it and catch a silent scream, fetus

The raw daddy tactics prove Krush Groove unstoppable

Testin' luck it's like suckin' on lead pink Popsicles

The Enigma, no one can fuck with me yet but I'm not signed

You wanna battle, it's better to look in the mirror

Say, Candyman five times

Just a promo understand, to be the man you got

To beat the man, me and Bigg Jus

Company Flow clan, I can touch it, Mr.Len, wasup 89.9

Hit me with that shit some time, Bigg Jus, Lune TNS

The almighty El-P, the imperial DJ Mr.Len

Company Flow swingin' it to you live for '95