| Okay, ain’t nobody out there dank as Shane
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| Everybody busy out tryin' to yank my chain
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| Got a roof over my head so I can’t complain
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| I’m a motherfuckin' champion that’s amped again
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| And I have felt my share of ample pain, Rambo’s brain
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| Jumpin' on a tramp with a bamboo frame
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| But I’m a panda, I’ll eat through that bamboo, shoot
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| Drink a motherfuckers blood like it’s Campbell’s soup
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| Command my troops
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| Too awesome to describe
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| Flossing in my ride with a blossom by my side
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| Asian honey and milk, my little bunny in silk
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| There’s nothin' funny, I got money to build
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| Too powerful to stop, I’m an owl on a rock
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| I got power in my cock, you got flowers on your sock
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| Music for the futuristic flavorful teens
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| Wearing human made shirts and rocking neighborhood jeans
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| Futuristic, too sadistic, I’m super twisted
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| BAXWAR making music for a group of misfits
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| Sometimes I’m under, too ballistic
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| Our group is gifted, take it in like I was eucalyptus
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| Arrows fly through the sky
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| Spears pierce through the flesh
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| Battleaxes leave you earless
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| Armor on the ground’ll rust
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| Whole calvacades will fall
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| Doom legions also will
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| I can crush the precipice
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| Statues that no longer stand
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| Look at all those broken dreams
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| Sliver sword behind the veil
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| Space travel infinite, dimensions fold upon themselves
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| Encounters of the third kind, fifth element of Earth
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| , omega brand, I’m aqua terror
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| I don’t have to move for you
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| Magic kid like Dr. Strange
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| If you’re seein' weird illusions, brain’ll trick the inner eye
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| Somethin' loose inside the circuit board’ll make you second take
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| Saint michael the archangel is safeguarded from wickedness
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| I decided I should probably try to bring it back to basic square one
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| Learnin' how to reassemble infrastructure
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| I shall walk along a path that’s only meant for me to find
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| This developed mental curse is killin' my material |