| I told them of the Hale Bop comet 7 years ago…
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| It is running if you will notice on our sensors
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| We have picked up a ship beneath it… of great dimensions…
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| All we are trying to do, us humans, is that we shall not die so soon
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| Over the earth I hover
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| Spinning whirlwinds in Wheatfield’s
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| While my force fields repel four winds for broken seals
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| Numbered Sedative
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| Bending my brethren, breaking bread with Yeshua
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| In Bethlehem
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| The last tribal star soul the alien Seth Alam
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| The devil bears the pentagram, a wormhole/ hologram
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| My body slams man with the heavy grams
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| Lay the beat down;
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| Make big connections to the Son of Sam and Uncle Sam
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| So SamIam keep ya fuckin eggs and ham!
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| Performing alien brain scans and spiritual exams
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| While the mother ship lands on holy land
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| My mental expands with plans to span through the galaxy
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| I land in farmers crops spelling out the name? |
| Apathy'
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| Speaking my name is blasphemy, so call me your majesty
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| Majestic phonetics begin to affect your reality
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| Religiously, I mystically chant and recite on mic’s
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| At astronomical Heights
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| Guided by the northern lights
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| Poltergeist, masquerade as Christ, entice like Heidi Fleiss
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| Trying ta put the righteous on ice
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| You’re a holographic device, and simply see through
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| Robotic like R2D2, I’m original like Hebrews
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| And 144,000 people meant Allah’s blessing can keep you
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| Form gargoyles like Tin Foil they sit upon ya steeple!
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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| Biophysical Biosphere;
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| Witchdoctor unlocked the cobra spitting venom I adhere!
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| I stand here with the hearts of the Meek
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| I bring pain, camel clutch, Iron sheik
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| Order of the Golden Dawn
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| I have warned;
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| Of biochemical implants in heads of the unborn!
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| Lion of the tribe of Judah;
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| The root of David
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| Five Tibetan rites are rejuvenation A Sacred
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| Master Yehi, All die under the staff;
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| Or get burned like Betty Shabaz and I will laugh
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| Demons at dimensional doorways come through this
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| But I will have you hanging from a tree like you was Judas
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| Violent Buddhist
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| The Higher Arc decaton
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| Revelations of the Megatron
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| I form Voltron;
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| With elements of Tai Chi
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| Doing battle with seven heads and ten horns is me!
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| The hologram!
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| Travel I through space portals
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| My soul cannot be imprisoned or trapped by mere mortals
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| Torture them!
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| With the pain of scorpion stings
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| Spitting lightning
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| ?Lord of the Rings', I brings
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| Diagrams, of hallways and pyramids of the pharaohs
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| Tribe Green
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| Mecca’s warrior holding arrows
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| Contorting; |
| poly-wharfing and aborting
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| The souls of the MC’s who I’ve made ghosts to do my haunting…
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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| Scientifical madness, eliminating masses with mathematical tactics
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| Strategic, electronical
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| Weaponry, fucking up your anatomy!
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| Insanity- inviting me
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| Atomically bombing thee, fraudulent MC’s
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| Escorting he;
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| With battle strategy
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| Confusion weaponry, cause fatalities
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| Intergalactic tactics, shine like metallics
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| With mathematics I leave ya whole clique splattered
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| Pharaoh’s the savage
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| (Ikon the verbal Hologram)
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| The Verbal Core
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| (Sun Pharaoh)
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| Causing Comatose It’s
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| Transporting dope shit, through sleep way;
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| (Ikon the Verbal Hologram)
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| …Hypnosis!
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| Try to approach this, I stalk prey like Vultures
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| And feast on the carcass of any? |
| lyrical artists'
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| I’m sick with, this Scientifical madness
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| Pharaoh the seventh sign causing world disaster
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| Cerebral master, Iron Killer Guerrilla
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| Verbal Flames I spit them through your chest, Like Tequila
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| Constructing ya Art of War like Sun Tzu
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| Death becomes you, As I run through
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| MC’s like Battering rams, you overstand;
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| Sun Pharaoh- and the motherfucking Hologram!
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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| Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue? |