| Me be the best to impress with dictation?
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| Too far fetched? |
| beyond your imagination?
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| I’ll rise to the occasion launching an invasion
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| -- enterin your mental like a viral infestation
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| Wurdz be abrasive -- joints eye be lacin
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| Sacrificin mics to ignite the celebration
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| Its just amazing, poetically we blazing
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| Xen & otep -- a volatile combination
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| Destroy your revelations
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| Styles be liquid and flow like irrigation
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| So make the preparation
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| Defeat is bittersweet, soon you’ll be tastin
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| Sounding battle stations — my warface in place
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| Total annihilation — your existence has been erased
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| Its the renaissance — time to switch up and change
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| The path the paragraphs infiltrate your brain
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| T.R.I.C. |
| (x4)
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| Risin from the ashes to lead the wretched masses
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| Back to the sufi shack — defyin all the fascists
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| Wurdz burn with passion -- mentally enhancin
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| I’m david to goliath or delilah to your samson
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| Kickin ass like cassius -- spreadin rhymes like rashes
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| The satellites in flight — how long before it crashes
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| Falling like avalanches — crumbled and crushed
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| My wild women get to sinning -- know the power of us
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| I’m callin your bluff -- is it freedom or death?
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| We’re gettin it on in Babylon — chokin on gods breath
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| The infinite connects true soldiers alive
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| We’ll survive when armageddon arrives
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| T.R.I.C (x4)
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| The revolution is coming
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| TAKE NO PRISONERS
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| The revolution is coming
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| COWARDS BEWARE (x4)
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| FUCK!
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| -- my war serpents rattle when its time to battle (mental midgets)
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| Eye got a fist full of shit for you flies to feast
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| You lost control of your soul cuz your minds deceased
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| Unfulfilled satisfactions & chemical reactions
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| Fate there’s no escape -- life itself is the assassin
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| Eye’m blastin -- the worlds in ashes -- from the invasion
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| --- EVERY WORD’S ANNIHILATION!
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| COME ON!
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| T.R.I.C (x4)
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| …your suffering will free you |