| Interplanetary advisories 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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| He headed over to receive
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| Our registration forms from the galactic embassy
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| Yes, may I help you? |
| 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 battleforms?
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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 entrance fee
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| It was worth a try, when we first arrived on Mercury
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| Gravity adjustment was a must and step up contestant
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| Number 12 I was 13, he started bursting
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| 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 but I could still breathe
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| He had the crowd going by appearance
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| Here comes the anticipated interference from his squad and gods
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| I bust back with an onslaught of hydrothermiclyde
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| To burn their third eye
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| Though outnumbered I come wit heat
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| And trigger a massive explosion to the beat
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| They hit me with compressed air, left my chest bare
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| My sonic stun gun takes 'em out by the next snare
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| Blowin' my mind
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| We won the bout
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| Just as the oxygen tanks were runnin' out
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| So we’re back to the ship
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| Pull a map from our blip
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| Manipulate the cursor, recharge our essentials
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| Set the coordinates then flow
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| Through a trillion miles of space
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| With style and grace
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| Next stop, Pluto
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| To rock these new flows
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| Atmosphere, methane
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| Be strategic like a chess game
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| Leave this emcee with chest pains
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| I had to battle a shadow in his black light form
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| He dazzled me, adding three points to his score
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| Engulfed the microphone with darkness, added three 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 blackout
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| It took my gat out, I couldn’t back out
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| It took out the sound man
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| I’m takin' a poundin'
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| I bust out an a cappella that’s astoundin'
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| Project a unibeam through his spleen
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| Pulled out my x-ray cannon to disintegrate the phantom
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| It’s night, finite cell structure ruptured
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| His form began to 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 first among artists
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| Blowin' my mind
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| Blowin' my mind
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| Serve due, more space travel, «Computer»
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| «Yes Deltron, what have you?»
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| «Next destination?»
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| «The colony of Cecilia on Arthgolano»
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| This is apealin', hyperspace
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| With mic in place
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| We was off
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| Breathin' frost in the void
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| Thinkin' what if we are lost
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| Ha, entertaining ignorant thought
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| Land ho
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| Cecilia, we entered the port
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| Fill out a few forms then we meet our challenger
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| Named Q-zar
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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 all the talents I worked so hard for
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| A biter hardcore
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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, four arms full of bronze
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| I said, «Automator play the song»
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| (You got it)
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| It was the theme
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| Made a slight alteration in my scheme
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| Set him up with a comition beam
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| With his double team
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| Leaned toward his dome piece
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| Seremed the back of his neck
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| With a cranial disruption syphon
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| Squeezed out his brain like juice
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| Like a python
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| Blowin' my mind |