Yep.. it’s true. I do have a hopeless weakness for em. Mux Mool. And Lazer-guided hurricanes in general… letter heads… innovator razor tongues…
haha!

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xKLEwo5ZKao[/youtube]

Lyrics…

P.O.S.: Broadcasting

[Prof.]
I am bigger than you’ve ever seen
I am better than you’ve ever heard
I can reinvent with every word
Larger than life don’t even make sense
I am so far ahead I am backwards
I am in past tense
I am on overload, overdose
I am on cruise control
I can write and album under comatose
I am unconscious yet so focused
I am ultimate high
I’ll ride ’til I’m hopeless
I know what I started and I don’t plan on finishing
Giving in is the difference from wishing it and living it
So posers, step off me
I get you paid off cock
Matter what it cost me
Ah, I don’t even have to fight
I’ll let people I don’t know
Whoop your ass all night (Woo!)
Turn on the radio I got something to say
Broadcasting a punch in the face

[Chorus]
Broadcasting
East coast, west coast
Broadcasting
Midwest, down south, world wide
Broadcasting
South side, north side
Where the fuck you at?
Yeah, huh?
Doomtree, Stop House

[P.O.S.]
I am bigger than you’ve ever seen
I am louder than you’ve ever heard
Letter head, be clever with the words
Cleaver up the beef, eat, never sweat a nerd
Haters are like birds
Tweet tweetin’ from the cheap seats
Sit, shittin’ on concrete
Cry teary on raps
Stimulus packed large
Now pay it back
You off your crux fool
You couldn’t balance collaborations
With verses adjacent
To beats by Mux Mool
Success ooze from the sweat glands
Rules for the next
Don’t apply to P.O.S. man
I’m livin’ beyond the lines you sketch man
I’m livin’ between the lines of text man
Illegible hand script
Up here high
Learn how to elevate
Innovator razor tongue
Assimilate to absolutely nothing
Get it straight
I am a laser guided hurricane
Mega mans hand hot
Absolutely busting

[Chorus]
Broadcasting
East coast, west coast
Broadcasting
Midwest, down south, world wide
Uh huh, Oww!
South side, north side
Where the fuck you at?
Yeah, huh?
Doomtree, Stop House

[Prof.]
Critical digital
Launch pad with the pad lock
Hazmat launch code numerals

[P.O.S.]
Stop or it’s your funeral
Watch a couple of bouncers rock you cubicle
Watch how me and Prof. spit chapters backwards

[Prof.]
I am an anthrax rapper
I gotta code that I suppose
So does Moses
That I live by and I master

[P.O.S.]
Yeah,
That blaster
Stone cold disaster
Cans filled up with bastards
Cracked and leave ’em plastered
Damn

[Prof.]
I keep it cheap bitch!
I’m on another level
Iron man lungs punk
I keep it heavy metal

[P.O.S.]
I keep the belly settled
Better full
Hungry wolf
Tearin’ through whatever
No picky just rippin’
Never bull

[Prof.]
I let the Chevy pedal
Hit the floor
I never settle
Burn the fuckin’ road up
I am on every channel

[P.O.S.]
Yeah,
I let the 9-5 Honda Civic
Slide right by
Middle finger sky high
Spittin’ cyanide