Don't want plastic, can't live it Don't want plastic, can't live it Don't want plastic Hey yo Dante, start up the photograph Gather round the whole tiny voice staff Listen up as I take out the line book Four minutes, calculation time Placed the time, took the form of a beat, that sort of a thing Formed a rude attitude and got in it to win it Sat at the microphone, flipped all the switches, came out 9-13-9, the rhyme count Rehearse the curse to reimburse your change purse But chill till I finish the third verse Say if you're dead, then I'll put you in a square, son Toe to toe, clear my throat and chew the fear When others may play, but I slay as a felony Took me in custody, arrested my melody Made one call, then I was over the prison wall Escape of all time, and the rhyme explained it all They want it as a criminal, but I'm not that slick What's the charge, town? Don't want plastic Don't want plastic Don't want plastic Married to break out a style so incredible To bite is not edible Sitting on a pedestal, to be specific I'm not terrific, just a manifesto Who can get off with it? Stay in the court before my voice gets hoarse Possess the high power of the U.S. Air Force It's not a choice, you were told by random Get meaner, then a subpoena, I'll hand them In front of the judge, yeah, I'll bestate your case Cause in this category, you were a misplace It's not a trick, don't cross a dick for style My purpose is to warn without getting wild Don't like what I write, jab a part to act Once told, I'm on a roll and ready for combat Head for downfall and already set to count An estimate about a thousand dead The point reflected, I can't be neglected MC's a sickness, and I'm the antiseptic Visual impact, no time for correction You're the world champ? Objection Cause I'm the true holder of the title and test Your sheer intelligence, I must manifest Fully equipped to lip, and I'm ready to whip em A murderer, and like Jack, I'll rip em Go vestibastic, stressed like elastic Try to cope, cause this is Dope on Plastic Dope on Plastic Dope on Plastic Dope on Plastic Dope on Plastic Dope on Plastic Dope on Plastic Standing with the image of a two ton diesel Try to be Audi, and the rest will seize you Take you in for questioning, then you choke up All those who rap up, wind up, broke up This is a warning, to anyone who write a rhyme My microphone is cast out on a warning sign Put up or shut up, there's no best setup I'm prepared to go head up, as my rivals get fed up So I hold one down, go one round Who will be the victim? Me, uptown Score a metaphor, I don't think you're ready for I'll conquer a storm, and you're hitting like a meteor And I swarm in the form of a thunderstorm Killing em, seize, slaying the firstborn Later be greater, burn as slow as the detonator It's no mistake, see it's me, the reanimator Can't resist by getting disco pissed Yo, tell em the name of this Dope on Plastic Dope on Plastic Can you dig? Dope on Plastic Can you dig? Dope on Plastic Can you dig? Dope on Plastic Can you dig? Dope on Plastic Can you dig? Dope on Plastic