Yo MC Hawking
How come your acting so hard
Bitch you ain't been hard since you went to Oxford
Talkin' shit about drive byes,
Gats and hos,
All of which is as believable as your theory of black holes
Now in an alternate reality
You may be a real mc
With the skills to match your ego
And an affinity for ladies
In an alternate reality you may be more than just talk
But in this reality
You'd be lucky just to walk
So where did you get the theory that you could rhyme well
Chump, in a battle you'd be beaten by my speak n spell
You'll get no sympathy from me because your paraplegic
I'll chase you down until your batteries run out
And then I'll betcha

And to your DJ yo, ya beats is sounding whack
The only "wheels of steel" you'll spin are beneath the Hawkman's ass
And I bet you think your smart because your chilling with Stephen Hawking
And imagine you've got a triple digit IQ, if you use binary!

Drown Radio know you've been warned
I grab the microphone and I keep the crowd warm
A rocket from the south like Werner Von Braun
Set the tempo, push the button, and now I'm gone

Drown Radio know you've been warned
I grab the microphone and I keep the crowd warm
I rock it from the south like Werner Von Braun
One day, me geek pretty