Welcome Back to the Future Part II
Who am I? Clearly you ain't follow Huey OR The News
Hearing Inna City Tanchum, but I'm bout to introduce Inna City Tannen, way I make the timeline skew
This tangent of music Tanchum is doing, can't be confused with half of that new shit
Had I been rapping topics they using, you'd a gone and dropped that trash in Mr. Fusion
Learn to take a joke, though we ain't even competing
You see you’re heading down one road, and where I'm going I don't need ‘em

Wait a minute, Rob. Ah... Are you telling me you built a Hip Hop beat... out Alan Silvestri's Back to the Future theme?
The way I see it, if you produce something,
Why not add your style?
Ain't got me losing sleep, this been my loser dream for a while
'Sides it don't matter if you hear me, man
I'm Mass over Volume, hence, I'm Density
I guess I mean, Loraine Bane, I'm your destiny
The same thing goes for those who second guessing the events you’re seeing
Eventually we'll have two tie, I lead ‘til fashion scene ‘15
There's no matching me, you have to be imagining
I'm traveling as fast a speed, but all of that is happening in alternate reality
‘Cause not all that is happening is caught in its totality
Invalid analysis on your first listen
Risks and chances, bitches, I ain't chicken
Dialysis should kick in way you tryna give me shit, man
Principal Strickland, strictly ‘bout the principle
“One hell of a facelift…”
It says I'm ageless on the prints you pulled
“What the hell is going on here?”
Forgive me for staring
You spitting nonsense like Libyan Terrorists

Welcome Back to the Future Part II
Who am I? Clearly you ain't follow Huey OR The News
Hearing Inna City Tanchum, but I'm bout to introduce Inna City Tannen, way I make the timeline skew
This tangent of music Tanchum is doing, can't be confused with half of that new shit
Had I been rapping topics they using, you'd a gone and dropped that trash in Mr. Fusion
Learn to take a joke, though we ain't even competing
You see you’re heading down one road, and where I'm going I don't need ‘em

English, Rob!
Here, here, let me demonstrate…
Imagine that this line represents time, past, future, present date
And while my rhymes might resonate in several ways, you sense the change and hesitate
Like wait, maybe this white kid climbed inside our window by mistake
It's okay if you hating on it
Shit be tricky, you ain't privy to its latent content
But it does hold water, so in case you waiting on it,
Know it takes some power on your end before you skating on it
Just explaining, promise, this ain't meant to be a diss
Tryna be an artist, I don't fuck with politics
Man, no East Coast, West Coast beef, New York and Cali
Just reelect Goldie for Mayor, Hill Valley
Here to set the score straight, got the scores straight set
Almanac says Inna wins it, go and place your bets
In brief, they label me the best, I respectfully de-Klein
Know I do got on a vest though if you gunning from behind

Welcome Back to the Future Part II
Who am I? Clearly you ain't follow Huey OR The News
Hearing Inna City Tanchum, but I'm bout to introduce Inna City Tannen, way I make the timeline skew
This tangent of music Tanchum is doing, can't be confused with half of that new shit
Had I been rapping topics they using, you'd a gone and dropped that trash in Mr. Fusion
Learn to take a joke, though we ain't even competing
You see you’re heading down one road, and where I'm going I don't need ‘em

Honestly, show some love, Johnnie B. Dope as fuck
Thumb a hundred bucks or at the very least a thumbs up
This is where lightning struck, odds against me, who'd a thunk?
Be 100 to 1 like Miami v. Cubs
But you can accomplish anything, if you put your mind to it
Flew to the temporal junction point of the space-time continuum, so screw ‘em
Haters hate, I'll just be here in my niche
When I hit 88, y’all gon’ hear some serious shit…