[(The track starts with a slow, funky beat—a classic hip-hop breakbeat with a deep bassline. A record scratch hits.)]

**MC SEUSS (spoken, slow and cool):**
Yeah... It's time to play a game of tongue twisters... So slow down, player. And let's go.

[**(Intro)**]
I'm a lexical labyrinth, lavishing anguish on languishing languages, vanished to mangled remains, it's a strain on the brain, it's a drain, it's a pain, it's a cane, it's a chain, it's a plane, it's a train, it's a crane, it's a reign, it's a rain of the pain from the brain that I mainline, my timeline's a slim-line, a prime-time, a high-climb, a sky-climb, a buy-time, a die-line, a my-rhyme, your rhyme's a mild crime, a filed-away pile of denial, I'm smilin' the whole while I'm compiling your obituary, it's visionary, it's scary, it's very, it's necessary, it's temporary? Nah, legendary.

[**(Verse 1)**]
I'm faster than fiber optics in topics chaotic, my logic is prosthetic, connected, projected, protected, detected, respected, unsuspected, your thesis gets flexed and digested, congested, arrested, molested, contested, your vessel's invested, it's tested, bested, your chest is infested with pestilence, vengeance is beckoning, reckoning, seconding, questioning, suggestions are lessening, I'm blessing the message, it's treacherous, precious, ferocious, atrocious, your focus is hopeless, my locus is pokin' your notices, verses are monstrous, my promise is promise, your promise is promise, it's honest, upon this, I'm flawless, your lawless performance is forfeit.


I'm a grammatical maniac, maniac, panic-attack, titanic, volcanic, tectonic, euphoric, a sonic, chronic, iconic, I'm phonic, I'm tonic, your chronicle's conning itself, it's a shelf, it's an elf, it's a selfish pursuit of the root of the truth is a lie and I'm flying right through it, and you're suing for truce? It's no use, I'm unloosing the goose that is laying the golden grenades in parades, in cascades, in charades, in arcades, my brigade's a blockade, a downgrade, a sharp blade, a charred glade, your facade fades, my tirade's a cascade!

[**(Verse 2)**]
Go! Spark the nitro, the lyrical missile, I'm vital, I'm digital, I'm a psycho, a titan, no idling, I'm riding the lightning, the writing's enlightening, frightening, I'm slicing the timing, your cycle's declining, I'm rising, defining the pinnacle, clinical, cynical, spinning a narrative, carrying terrible evidence, heaven-sent, devil's intent, revering the precedent, never repent, sever the ligament, clever and imminent, ready to settle the score, and you're looking for more? I'm a veteran warrior, coronary, honorary, historical story, a glory, a gory, metaphorical monarch, I'm soaring, your boring deploring is pouring, ignoring the warring, my floring is scoring a forty-point scoring.

So pack up your backpack of rap-crap and map gaps and tap-outs and snap-back and cap-guns and nap-sacks and lap-dogs and yap-yap and crap-crap, I'm past that, I'm vast, I'm a blast, I'm a cast, I'm a last, I'm a fast, I'm a gas, I'm a mass, I'm a class, I'm a glass, I'm a pass, I'm a grass, I'm a sass, I'm a brass, I'm a bass, I'm a face, I'm a race, I'm a pace, I'm a space, I'm a place, I'm a case, I'm a trace, I'm a grace, I'm a maze, I'm a phase, I'm a blaze, I'm a craze, I'm a haze, I'm a gaze, I'm a phrase, I'm a daze, I'm AMAZED that you made it this far, now you're fazed, now you're glazed, now you're hazed, now you're crazed, now you're praised, now you're raised, now you're blazed, now you're phased, now you're lazed, now you're... DONE.

[**(Outro)**]
Yeah... I'm the Fox.
The Fox in the Socks.
The one who rocks the box with the knocks.
So next time you wanna play, just remember the price...
of tanglin' with a fox who can spit on the ice.
Peace out.