| The dirty knotty
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| Who rocks ya body
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| I’m high and glossy
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| Super humanoid
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| You avoiding
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| No man can stop me
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| Maybe my physical
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| But my mental is sharper pencil
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| Sharper Image
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| With sharper finish I’m so essential
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| Shinji Ikari airbrushed right on my new Ferrari
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| I don’t own it yet but damn I’m gonna get it probably
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| I’m super on it
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| Sniping all of you moving targets
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| So dearly departed
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| Hit 'em with some silver and garlic
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| Super natural
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| Flowing out of my mandible
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| Don’t fuck with this.
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| I’ll man handle you animals
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| A cyber punk new age mixed with old school
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| A Robocop, Johnny 5, Terminator 2
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| I am now
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| Past, present and future sound
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| Exquisitely made, hand crafted I hold it down
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| Making the rounds not walking floating to other realms
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| Rocking the bells
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| With real minds I always meld
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| We A- alike
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| B- alike
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| And C as well.
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| Cultivating your new experience we so compelled
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| Writing itself this track is poison it never fails
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| I get in the zone so deep its similar to spells
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| Like Nostradamus seeing the future in some Ramen
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| Noodles cooking up in the pot we got something in common
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| High sodium vapor lamp over linoleum
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| B-boy going so hard he yogi-in'
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| Don’t be an asshole
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| Become a black hole
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| Then galaxies spin around you like a lasso
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| Graduate from the hate move ya tassel
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| Throw ya cap in the sky
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| Now we back home… |