| Up to satellites, down to wires going at the speed of light
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| In the darkness I type quickly and send messages like missiles
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| And they land without mercy because I know I’m right
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| With a glossary of buzzwords, I use them indiscreetly
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| Attach images to represent me, I choose cartoons and not my face
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| I’m the judge, I’m the jury, I command the conversation
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| For the betterment of our nation and the empowerment of our race
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| And if they made a movie of me
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| They’d have to cast the fattest actor
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| With glycerine they’d splatter on my face
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| To grease me down, to grease me down, to grease me down
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| But sometimes I’m only kidding
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| And sometimes I get so mad
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| Sometimes I think I’ve made a big mistake
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| Committing to this life online
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| But I got this little family of like minded brothers
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| And we huddle undercover where being a jerk’s just fine
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| I can’t get away with murder
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| But I can ruin somebody’s weekend
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| Take down their websites and call 'em all kinds of names
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| But I’m having trouble sleeping
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| I don’t know where this is headed
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| But maybe it is just a phase I’ll grow out of someday
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| And if they made a movie of me
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| They’d have to cast the fattest actor
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| With glycerine they’d splatter on my face
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| To grease me down, to grease me down
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| To grease me down, to grease me down
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| To grease me down |