| La da la la la
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| Man what the…
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| Noooooo, noooo
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| Please tell me this ain’t happening
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| I can’t believe this
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| No no no
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| I gotta be dreaming
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| It can’t be real
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| OK, OK, get a hold of yourself
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| I rose up in the afternoon, 2PM approximately
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| Stumbled to the dresser where my t-shirt and my socks be
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| Put my clothes on, something in my head stopped me
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| My senses were tingling so I started running top speed
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| Ran into my writing room, «Woah, there’s been a robbery»
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| No money was missing, but my lyrics I could not see
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| Ten rap books gone, just an empty box, G
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| With a photograph of ‘em and a note saying, «We got these»
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| Flew into a panic, can’t believe what this is saying, man
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| Called the Rapper K and Sniper, «Haha, quit playing man
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| Bring my Black Books back, that was smooth»
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| Both of ‘em got real serious, said «We ain’t got ‘em dude»
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| Flew into a rage then I tore the whole apartment up
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| I was livid by the time the police started walking up
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| Asking dumb stuff, now I’m getting mad at ‘em
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| Stupid questions like, «Where's the last place that you had ‘em?»
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| So I kicked them out, no more playing around, too much time has gone
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| Went into detective mode, let me find them on my own
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| Every composition that I wrote in life gone, man
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| Hell would break loose if they end up in the wrong hands
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| Life as we know it, every aspect is in whole doom
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| A switch in my apartment turned it into a control room
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| Looking for a formula, to go crazy, I wanted to
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| Tried to watch the night before footage on the monitor
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| Saw nothing, it’s like the thief was invisibly camouflaged
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| Or surveillance footage was either doctored or sabotaged
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| So I sprayed the areas with luminol additives
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| Plus I magically reconducted finger print analysis
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| Soon I’ma know who it was, that’s what my computer does
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| With the technology to extract finger prints through a glove
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| Got some, let’s make a case, seconds later they were placed
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| Into my universal informational database
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| First step to make the catch, every planet was dispatched
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| Screens started lighting up and beeping, «Woah, I found a match»
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| Ten faces popped up, I saved them on a cartridge
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| My folders had been stolen by the Ten Masters of Darkness
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| They wasn’t from this planet, from far reaches they landed
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| A underhanded intergalactic clan of bandits
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| Who travel through the altitudes and practice wreaking havoc
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| And for thousands of years they’ve been uncaptured and active and
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| Just to be descriptive, their team consisted
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| Of the Leader, four of his sons, two women and some triplets
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| They were dangerously intrusive and trained to be abusive
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| And it angered this heinous things would shamelessly come do this
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| Then my screen began to whistle, the visual got dismal
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| Then the sound of the Leader’s voice intercepted my signal
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| He was mocking me, saying «Now, you’ll never out rhyme us
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| And now we’re all on different planets, good luck tryna find us»
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| Then the picture blacked out, the whole system lost power
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| To reboot and start over took five or six hours
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| They already had a head start, but I gotta pursue ‘em
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| I reached out to my connection on Neptune who knew ‘em
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| He said, «To get a strategy, you’re probably gonna have to meet
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| The lead overseer of the Andromeda Galaxy»
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| I said, «Well honestly, my ship is barely running, G
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| Could we do a FaceTime or maybe he could come to me»
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| «Absolutely not, you have to roam the Universe
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| And if you want him you must leave the Earth and visit him in person»
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| But I’ll need a different travel method, time is of the essence
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| My ship is primitively fueled by chemical propellants
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| The distance that I have to go is so far and infrequent
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| Which means that it would take a million years for me to reach him
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| So to cut down on time and to accelerate my motion
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| I borrowed a ship powered by photon propulsion
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| I met with the Overseer seven days in a row
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| Travelled all them miles just to hear him say he didn’t know
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| «What?» |
| I stormed out, left the place irate
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| Seven whole days lost, let me do this my way
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| Since I had the prints, I double checked ‘em when they gone through
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| I linked ‘em up to which species and planet they belonged to |
| Made it to the first spot, surveyed the whole place
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| Books 8, 9 and 10 were locked inside a gold case
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| Guarded by the triplets, carefully protected
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| Holding weapons that could vaporize me in less than a second
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| I started using voodoo ventriloquism to confuse him
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| When they left to go see who’s inside the castle I removed them
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| I took off towards the exit, they looked and started chasing
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| A trap door was lowering to keep me from escaping
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| They were shooting, at the last second I slid and that’s the best part
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| The door dropped and instantly chopped all three of their heads off
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| I travelled to the next planet, a world I’d never been in
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| To get the two folders that were taken by the women
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| I located their patterns, broke inside and started creeping
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| I searched and found 6 and 7 while they were sleeping
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| They woke up to found their books gone, giving cold stares
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| The plan was to make them both think the other stole theirs
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| I cleverly divided them, it worked because at 5am
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| I watched them blast each other from the room that I was hiding in
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| Mashed out, fast still, still laughing at the last plot
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| To the third planet which I hoped would be my last stop
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| This place was familiar, but I flashed back when the war’s done
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| Didn’t see the leader but I ran into his four sons
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| They knew who I was, so they loaded up and challenged me
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| Having four of my books made them confident to battle me
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| I said «I'll take y’all one by one, the loser gets his breath took»
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| I’ll battle y’all in order starting from weakest to best book
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| They said, «Best book? |
| This was never indicated»
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| I said, «You mean to tell me y’all don’t know which book’s the greatest?»
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| I watched the jealousy creep in, I said «I thought you knew
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| It could be 5, 4, number 3 or number 2»
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| Not knowing they all equal, I set them up for the fall
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| I let them destroy each other as they fought to claim them all
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| As I gathered them, I laughed and wrote my name across the wall
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| Right then and there, my phone rang and in came a call
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| «I've been watching you the whole time, your plan was well done
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| Even though you took my soldiers out and wiped out my sons»
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| He appeared right in front of me, in a haze of ether
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| I said «I recognize you, you’re the overseer
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| Now it all makes sense, you a snake, no question
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| No wonder you told me you didn’t know how to catch him»
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| He said, «I let you make it because I knew you couldn’t win
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| I knew what you wanted, I could’ve wiped you out then»
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| I said «I'm coming after you to smash you like a boulder
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| Because I’m mad that you robbed me and left me with one folder»
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| He said «One folder? |
| I thought that there was ten?»
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| I said «No, I have a master book, you missed that one, my friend
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| It contains inconceivable lyricism and flows»
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| Then I pulled it from my trench coat, it lit up and it glowed
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| He asked me to recite a verse from it, and so I ripped
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| The effect caused a powerful universal eclipse
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| He said «Look, I’m sorry that I ever did invade you
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| I’m open to negotiate for that book I’ll trade you
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| I’ll give you this one if you give me that one with the skill»
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| I said «10 is greater 1, okay it’s a deal»
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| I let him have the master, then I left fast as hell
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| He opened up the folder that I gave him, then he yelled
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| Because the master was a fake, no supernatural styling
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| Just a note that said «Gotcha» and a picture of me smiling |