CHORUS: -YO! i'm here to prove to prove to the people of today -with this mic in my hand, got the power to stay -so, this is my extended play, this is my extended play -spittin' verses in this mic forever, ever and a day -I stood the test of time, therefore i'm blessed -and be on this microphone as long as KRS -'cause this is my extended play, this is my extended play -rippin' the microphone till i'm motherlovin' sixty! ---- VERSE 1: -Yo! Hello again from the cranium of the man -from the badlands of NYC, it's me the MC -mic controller, moving the crown, master of ceremonies -genuine since age of 9, nothings about me phony -real deal like Holyfield, since way back in the days -held aloft mic's back then, still grip one to this day -in front of crowds of 50,000 without a doubt or panic -broadcasting thoughts and poetic justice like Pac and Janet -whether to enlight, or to battle and fight, or play around -written poems, top of the dome, I daze and astound -working miracles with my lyrical, stay imperial -like stormtroopers, without the bleeps, blunders, or the bloopers -paid dues, used and aboused, know all the industry rules -from 1 to 4080, experience all the blues -that went with this game, learned the hard way love is pain -from embarassment, to management, to totally reframed CHORUS: ---- VERSE 2: -i'm longevity personified, never will I fade and die -hang up the claim to fame, have you forget the name -Badlands baby, relevant never old -do my best, nothing less, 'till the name's household -stand up to the test of time, just like a fine wine -bottled in '69, in ever line of my rhyme -you hear the maturity, the harmony, the purity -hear the agility, ya feeling me, like realty -i'm home with the components of the microphone like donuts -appetite still voracious, leaving novices in statis -animation is suspended, while i'm Japanese Anime -car toons like Marvel, adult swimming lyrically -the grandmaster ladies and gentlemen, thats been penning gems -since days of boom boxes so big, that you can sit on them -that played cassettes by TDK, ran on D batteries -i frose to extend their play, this is my extended play.

VERSE 1: -I'm an omnivore, well done , or raw -eat it down to the rind, the seeds, the core -i'm an eating machine, I scrape the plate clean -from the crumbs to the morsels, i'm a gourmet fiend -with an well oiled and primed ingestion engine -when it's starts revving, put a buffet on suspension -make the owner say things like, get outta my store -'fore you eat the bare walls, we cant feed you no more -huh, sorry bro, but when i'm in my element -I come to conquer like Hannibal with them elephants -my food box is an abyss,straight bottomless -and me being close to being full is preposterous -i'm like an animal when i use the mandibles -like a pit cracking up a bone, far from tangible -decimate a foodstuff, eat it like its rough and tough -since I was a little kid, coo coo for them Cocoa Puffs -now I am the mighty oak, big, full grown -six foot, five, heaver than 20 stone -imposing figure from my feet to my dome -yes I am a professional, don't try this at home! ---- CHORUS: -whether fork, knife, or the microphone -I eat them up and spit out the bones -whether fork, knife, or the microphone -I eat them up man, spit out the bones -I eat em up, I eat em up -I eat em up, spit , spit out the bones -I eat em up, eat, eat, eat em up -spit out the bones, spit, spit out the bones ---- VERSE 2: -I eat for glory, I eat for fame -i eat for sport, monetary gain -eating rebel without a cause, always get applause -'cause my teeth are as strong as Wolverine's claws -in my chosen sport im athletic -all you haters challenging me, i'll make you look pathetic -I have an appetite for destruction, spontaneous like combustion -when it comes to adversary consumption -im rapacious, masticate the flakiest -yo, i'm trouble like Muddy Waters, never am i satiated -im predator you're prey, you better pray, word is bond -'cause i devour planets, eat your whole world like Unicron -far from uncoordinated or spastic -I put on a clinic, im textbook, scholastic -cop a squat and take notes, got this game mastered -im a beast my friend, lemme say that again -im far from uncoordinated or spastic -I put on a clinic, im textbook, scholastic -cop a squat and take notes, got this game mastered -im a beast, thats all i got to say, thats it. CHORUS:

CHORUS: -Yo i be the seventh letter -seventh letter of the alpha -because I'm hungry & I'm focused -and of course you know that makes me a G ---- VERSE 1: -what's good, hope ya feeling fine -Badlands baby on the rhyme -spittin for you at the drop of a dime -for all of you that take the time -to tune ya ear to my verbal designs -thats designed to blow ya mind -can't believe it's 2009 -wheres my fork, it's time to dine -bout to eat it down to the rind -drink the broth, sip the wine -forever staying on the grind -getting that green like Frankenstein -hungry 'nuff the drink the brine -focused 'nuff to realize the time -time is now for me to shine -thats the reason, heres the rhyme CHORUS: ---- VERSE 2: -hope you don't cram to understand -yo that i have the master plan -to take this planet by storm -and eat it like that cat from Japan -make these hot tracks that slam -over samples or a band -that i spit in foreign lands -have you shouting, waving hands -you be like Badlands the man -while ya girls like "oh! my Damn!" -you can eat & you can rap -and yo, I am your biggest fan -oh word? she's my biggest fan, ya heard -she's a dime not a nerd -she wanna do this, that, and a third -take it easy baby!! CHORUS: ---- VERSE 3: -ayo, my bad homes -yo if she's feeling me like foam -but when i spray them rhymes on the mic -its kinda like that Axe cologne -lyrical pheromones -tuned to me like Fm homes -tuned you out like closed headphones -what can i say, i got this sewn -more than a decade in CE -all of my life man as an MC -lethal with a fork and a pen -and that make me twice as deadly -cause im the seventh letter -yea of the alphabeta -wonder what that means, im a g -and i stay h&f forever CHORUS:

CHORUS: -big fun, good times -party, all day, all night -clap ya hands now to the beat -clap ya hands now to the beat, cause i'm all about -big fun, good times -party, all day, all night -clap ya hands now to the beat -clap ya hands now to the beat, -i know you came here to watch us do our thing -but lets turn this to a party -and i hope you feel the same -cause i'm all about big fun, big fun -good times, good times, -party, party -all day man, all night, lets get it right ---- VERSE 1: -Check this man with the microphone, rockin from dusk to dawn -in plain english, a gentleman distinguished -badlands baby, fork & knife crazy -stay rhyme ready, since the late 80's -realer than reality, haters get fatalities -6XL, big man mentality -the big man is back yup, bigger and badder -and yes most definitely, size does matter -and im the best, pound for pound, peep it as it goes down -i'm a pro, didn't know, my job is to daze and astound -for your enjoyment, with every rap deployment -i put in work, hard work like employment -and far from a temp, I made it a career -of putting these beats and rhymes straight into ya ears -without tears, or fears, or signs of being done -no stress, no less, word is bond, i'm all about.. CHORUS: ---- VERSE 2: -Yo, im all about good times & good rhymes -having big fun, soaking up the sun -or even when its dusk, to me its a must -to party all night till the dawn creeps up -with my peeps just vibing, doing it up -no strife, enjoying life man, that's what's up -left my problems and my ills and my bills at the door -were gonna turn this to a holiday, thats for sure -and like a celebration, gonna go all out -the weather real nice, i can't stay in the house -shower up, fly clothes, break the new kicks out -fitted hat, car keys and im out and about -whats these fast food wrappers doing in my ride -car dirty outside, time to take a slide -get the wash, wax, armor all at the car wash -so when im riding with my peeps i can front like a boss CHORUS: