| Interplanetary adversaries battling for supremacy
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| Sounds like a good way to build up my infamy
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| Soon as Automator sent for me
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| We headed over to receive our registration forms from the galactic embassy
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| (Yes, may I help you?)
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| Remember me?
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| To escape a global panic we had to intercede
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| (Oh you’re here for the battle forms)
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| Yeah can we get them for free
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| (I'm afraid not you’ll have to pay the entry fee)
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| It was worth a try when we 1st arrived on mercury
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| Gravity adjustment was a must then
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| Step up contestant
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| Number 12, I was 13 he started bursting ammunition that wasn’t working
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| His rudimentary technical abilities couldn’t kill me
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| Knocked me for a loop
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| But I can still breathe
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| He had the crowd going by appearance
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| Then comes the anticipated interference from his squad of guards
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| I bust back with an onslaught of Hydrothermal clod that burn their third eye
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| Though outnumbered I come with heat & trigger a massive explosion to the beat
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| They hit me with compressed air
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| Left my chest bare
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| My sonic stun gun takes em out by the next snare
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| We won the bout just as the oxygen tanks were running out
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| So we’re back to the ship
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| Pull a map from a blip
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| Manipulate the cursor
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| Recharge our essentials set the coordinates then flow
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| Through a trillion miles of space with style embrace
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| Next stop Pluto to rock these new flows
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| Atmosphere methane be strategic like a chess game
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| Leaves this mc with chest pains
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| I had to battle a shadow in his black life form
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| He dazzled me addin' 3 points to his score
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| Engulfed my microphone with darkness added 3 more
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| The panel started to roar
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| I had to find the core of his power
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| He stretched his text causing me to black out
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| It took my DAT out
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| I couldn’t back out
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| It took out the sound man I’m taking a pounding
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| I bust out a acappella that’s astounding
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| Project a unibeam through his spleen
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| Pulled out my x-ray cannons to disintegrate the phantom
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| It’s not finite cell structure ruptured
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| His form will get all bust up into clusters
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| Shadowy masses spread to the greater darkness of outer space
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| Now I’m placed 1st among artists
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| Serve dude, more space travel
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| Computer
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| (Yes Deltron)
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| What have you?!
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| Next destination
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| (The colony of Sicilia: an earth colony)
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| Oh, this is appealing
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| Hyperspace
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| With mic in place we was off breathing frost
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| In the void thinking what if we had lost
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| Ha
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| Entertain an ignorant thought
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| Land Ho, Sicilia we entered the port
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| Fill out a few forms then we meet our challenger named Qusar
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| (No matter who you are I’ll handle ya)
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| He’s a real charmer
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| I threw on my plasteel armor
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| He wants to absorb the talents that I worked so hard for
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| A biter hard core
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| I busted a few shots and opened him like a car door
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| He was a quadruped, four arms
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| He hit me with four fore arms made of bronze
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| I said Automator play the song
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| (You got it)
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| Was the theme
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| Made a slight alteration in my scheme
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| Set him up with a cognition beam with his double team
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| Leaned toward his dome piece and reamed the back of his neck
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| With a cranial disruption siphon
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| Squeezed out his brain like juice
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| Like a python |