| My writing’s like sci fi, population of the earth spread wide
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| Till it inhabited the twelfth planet on the sky
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| But back down on the land
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| To kill the Pope and the leaders of the alien tribe
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| The son of man must find the reptilian hive
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| Where they hide, the six human beast inside
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| With six fangs as teeth, six pairs of eyes
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| Beware of his pride blasphemy is his bride
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| Wearer of the dragon crown
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| Sitting in the spirit wagon with flaming bulls pulling him around
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| I’m from where volcanic ash blotted out the sun
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| Till the earth begin to freeze
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| I’m a prisoner from the lost universe
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| Behold the prophetic MC, they captured beautiful women
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| Began the mutating 'til they never stop aging
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| Scientist capture beautiful women
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| Start the mutating til they never stop aging
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| But I’m such a prolific writer
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| What happens if the lady is a martial arts fighter
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| And mutated to half a tiger and half fire
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| I’m the wizard from the white Phoenix city
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| Where Elohims come out crystal frisbees
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| From the super rap committee
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| From the future back centuries
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| Indy lift up veils to unseen worlds
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| King of tales dark the art has spells
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| Hundreds of infants with wings
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| Grey smoke surround my body like ghost
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| The darkest words I ever wrote
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| I spit words into a sea
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| My quotes flow as quick as my eternal spirit
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| Define the most high beginning
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| Multiply the living poltergeist in my writtens
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| Approach solar lights high yellow
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| Burnt orange and crimson
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| Dimensions depth width lengths
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| Gaining strength
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| Take a glimpse read the glyphs
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| In the valley of the dark side of the Moon
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| Through an alley of art lies a tomb |