| Its either sink or swim get ripped limb from limb
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| We stuck with this through thick and thin (Argh)
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| And we the kings of kings
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| So bow down, now, pucker up kiss the ring (Mwah)
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| Its either sink or swim get ripped limb from limb
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| We stuck with this through thick and thin (Argh)
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| And we the kings of kings
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| So bow down, now, pucker up kiss the ring
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| My acapellas are an act of terror, mad professor
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| Drill sergeant’s skulls with a Black and Decker
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| Anorexic man possessed with Samson’s strength
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| Pull the Pillars of Hercules back together
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| Taken for granted like genies and jinns
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| Swallow live grenades pick my teeth wit the pin
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| The father of lies
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| Tried to commit suicide slicing my wrist it only sharpened the knife
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| (Homie) larger than life, got you trembling shook
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| I’m fishing with President Bush’s head on a hook
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| (Cursed) who inherits my looks
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| Spark forest fires flame breathing down your neck of the woods
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| If the crowd stand still, their scared stiff
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| Forget Eve I made the Blair Witch from my spare rib
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| Creations master stroke
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| Scrutinised Medusa’s eyes, was only left with a heart of stone
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| I’m from parts unknown
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| Lay undiscovered for a hundred thousand years in Antarctic snow
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| Twisted S.O.B microphone fiend
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| I’m the one you hear but don’t see
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| My picnic’s a few sandwiches short
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| You get dispatched and put back in contact with the source
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| We carry the torch
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| You scratch my back, and I’ll scratch yours with adamantium claws
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| I was sent here from the future to serve my mission alone
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| Descendent of medusa turning my optician to stone
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| I write lines in poisonous lead
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| My overpowering presence replaces the voice in your head
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| Keep body parts refrigerated
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| I got attitude — replaced cabin crews parachutes wit pillowcases
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| Integrated with the matrix
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| Fight myself rapidly moving between two different places
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| Knowledge trapped in forgotten chapters
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| Crossed the atlas with prehistoric packs of Velociraptors
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| Yo… I solve codes and impossible puzzles
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| Run rings round you like 2-player Sonic and Knuckles
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| Inflicting multiple injuries
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| Open my mouth and unleash vultures and killer bees
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| Vocals will blow you to smithereens
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| Head grows a new body if you sever my throat with a guillotine
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| Deflecting military firing squads
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| I was an atheist until I finally clocked that I was God
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| Tongue tied in knots mouth shut with iron locks
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| Brain seeps from my skull thinking outside the box
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| Searching Firefox to murder cyber cops
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| Break the Bill Gates smash the windows and burgle Microsoft
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| Don’t get your wires crossed you’re far from the truth
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| No geek I’m just infinitely smarter than you |