| The boom box overloader, block overthrower
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| Hurricanes from my brain, knock your whole block over
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| Got a mask on my face but it’s not October
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| Hard to keep up with my pace so I gotta rock slower
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| Melt brain cells in your skull like a pot smoker
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| Takin' shots in the dark like cops with glaucoma
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| Keep the Glock on ya, right thumb over the hammer
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| The flow and the grammar is hooded like Cobra Commander
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| The closer you stand to the man and your skin’ll get tanner
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| I can make the whitest cracker rapper black as a panther
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| Ap is the answer, radiate your backup dancers
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| And the fans in the stands like I’m trying to cure cancer
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| Give me one clap, now give me two claps
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| Better rip your shit up and write some new raps
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| Saw that Transformer movie, gave it two thumbs down
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| 'Cause it never made that sound
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| Getting strong now (We gettin' stronger every day)
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| Won’t be long now (It won’t be long, we on the way)
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| The Demigodz is back, the Demigodz is back
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| The Demigodz is back, the Demigodz is back
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| It’s Ryu motherfucker, slide through undercover
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| No food, got a hunger so you ain’t gotta wonder
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| If I’m back, I never left, relax and get the tech
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| My breath still smellin' like ass and cigarettes
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| My gat spray this way, thataway you bitch-made
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| Rappers I missed can still get it from the ricochet
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| Ever since mama was puttin' vodka in my Minute Maid
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| Walkin' down the block with a Flavor Flav clock
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| Same size as a dinner plate, see the way we spendin' papes
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| I don’t make it rain, nah it’s kinda like a tickertape parade
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| So be afraid, see your face be erased
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| We could take the game back, snap it’s a piece of cake, we back
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| Getting strong now (We gettin' stronger every day)
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| Won’t be long now (It won’t be long, we on the way)
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| The Demigodz is back, the Demigodz is back
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| The Demigodz is back, the Demigodz is back
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| Why these muh’fuckers different?
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| Demigodz is back? |
| Hey that’s fuckin' awesome
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| I think I’m missin' my marbles, I’m kinda glad I lost 'em
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| I see the deep end near, looks like you’re going off it
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| And no you squares can’t fit inside my oval office
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| I’m going golfing except instead of that white ball
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| I’m teein' off of your head then it’s lights off
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| Yeah butane lighter with a Lysol can
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| Masked like the guy from Saw at your high school dance
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| Crank that soldier boy, you shouldn’t do that though
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| Clothesline a fag trying to superman that hoe
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| Check the rhymes and the flow (for sure), you know what I’m about bitch
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| Looked at rap, grabbed a razor, carved out my own niche
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| So fuck your whole organization
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| I’m nicer than any rapper you know and that’s not an exaggeration
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| If God gave me a gift, then I’m thankful for it (Why?)
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| 'Cause it’s a God-given gift to stick a shank in your ribs
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| Getting strong now (We gettin' stronger every day)
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| Won’t be long now (It won’t be long, we on the way)
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| The Demigodz is back, the Demigodz is back
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| The Demigodz is back, the Demigodz is back |