| «I been known I’m unique. |
| As for my gift?»
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| I guess I learned to set it off at 13 (Mind Beams)
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| Shrunk a bully’s head into a jelly bean
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| By the time I was a teen, I could wink and light a blunt (Mind Beams)
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| Don’t lift a finger, yet I’m stompin' out punks
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| I learned my mental powers can hurt or help anyone (Mind Beams)
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| To some old fuck who never heard a rap song
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| I can beam him, have him spittin' flippin' whippin' shit like Krayzie Bone
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| (Mind Beams)
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| With footwork that could kick the King of Pop off his throne
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| «Wow. |
| Swell stuff. |
| Haha»
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| It all jumped off when I was eight and from another state (Brain Rays)
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| I could look and concentrate and cook a steak
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| I’ll take the last of that flat Faygo bottle that you find (Brain Rays)
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| And turn it into a fine, divine wine
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| I’d say my full sign set in at 28 (Brain Rays)
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| I could tsunami all the water out a lake
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| I ain’t even gotta touch a bitch to make her nut (Brain Rays)
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| I’ll make a virgin’s neden blew out like a slut’s, loopy
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| Mind Beams versus Brain Rays
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| Both abilities straight crazy (Crazy)
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| Focus on and do anything
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| The mental mind war
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| «History ain’t gonna mean shit when I wipe your mind out…»
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| And delete your memory, like what happened (Mind Beams)
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| A chrome man-, chrome mannequin and got a boogie napkin
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| How you gonna be respected is the hardest (Mind Beams)
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| When I make your asshole never stop fartin'
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| All I gotta do is concentrate in full (Mind Beams)
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| Liquidate your eyeballs and spill ‘em out your skull
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| Send a asteroid through your forehead through the sky (Mind Beams)
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| Focus, and make your age triple multiply
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| «Don't matter. |
| Even as an old man…»
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| I’ll turn your ass into a loopy bag of flesh never seen (Brain Rays)
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| By turnin' all your bones into cream
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| And all the organs in your body: liver, kidney, every gut (Brain Rays)
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| I’ll have ‘em all come shootin' out your butt
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| Set fire to your baby dick and freeze your nuts froze (Brain Rays)
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| Swell your tongue up so fat, it explodes
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| Make your dick suck in and flip inside out. |
| It’s tucked up (Brain Rays)
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| So you can’t forget you got fucked up by them brain rays
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| Mind Beams versus Brain Rays
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| Both abilities straight crazy (Crazy)
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| Focus on and do anything
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| The mental mind war
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| Mind Beams versus Brain Rays
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| Both abilities straight crazy (Crazy)
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| Focus on and do anything
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| The mental mind war
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| «Very unimpressive. |
| I heard about what you like to call…»
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| Your brain rays, shootin' through them ray ban
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| And if you gank who, ‘cause them shit is lookin' gay, man
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| Why my sunglasses intrigue you so, who the fuck knows?
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| There’s only room for one of us around here, so who goes?
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| I feel your brain rays trying to deflect my mind beams
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| But you failed to protect the back of your neck behind scenes
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| I just socked ya, mentally clocked ya
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| Now you rock a camel’s hump on your back. |
| Handle that, partna!
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| If that was creative, I would say it. |
| It wasn’t
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| But check out how your left leg has three feet all of a sudden
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| Indeed. |
| Ain’t that some shit. |
| I’d be pissed, but it only means more
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| To kick you in the ass with. |
| Now I hit you with the classic, uh
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| Your shades fall, now your face small like a baseball
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| I expected jelly bean size. |
| But saw your tries deflected!
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| I respect it. |
| You and I and my mini mind, know what I see?
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| Yes, telepathically, and I do agree
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| Me and you must take advantage of the damage we cause
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| If we put our heads together, then the planet’s ours
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| Spendin' dough, bendin' hoes, standin' ovations
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| With just each other, we can be the Head Bust Brothers!
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| Mind Beams versus Brain Rays
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| Both abilities straight crazy (Crazy)
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| Focus on and do anything
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| The mental mind war
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| Mind Beams versus Brain Rays
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| Both abilities straight crazy (Crazy)
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| Focus on and do anything
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| The mental mind war
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| «Oh goodie. |
| This piece is from way back, Jack. |
| Out of all the B-side releases,
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| this song was too wack for anything, but fuckin' perfect for Willaby’s magic
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| bag of magic turds, you nerds!»
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| «Hey, I’m not a nerd!»
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| «I'm a nerd!»
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| «Check out the ill ‘Million Dollar Bill'» |