I pray to the Lord hoping he'll open heavens gates//
Letting me in, knowing I destroy emcees in 2.5 nano seconds into my day//
Hopscotching body to body Like Qbert mashing these squares//
Just as Happy as Buddy Love cause the fact is "I see nothing but air"//
I spit rhymes leaving Ghost in my Shells//
Reserved spirits on my belt saving them from an untimely hell//
Is it wrong for me to want to be sanctified//
Eating these squares like Wendy burgers w/ lemonade and fries//
I'm a threat Super Sized, Repping BK w/ the same vision in Biggies Eyes//
You rule the world like Pinky & Brain, I want the electric chair for emcees to fry/

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