lyrical excertin' naplam bombs from my arm like Megatron...
got emcees hittin' da ground like when da SUN dawns...
fillin' niggas with mo' holes dan acupuntcure patients...
my decipticons are sudistic satanic agents...
emcees styles are fowl like fagrents...
my scriptures make da DEVIL wish he was a' angel....
strangle ya mo' dan BOSTON you know da fabel...
with sticky notes on ur tongue - tryna label urself thug...
catz don't want it dis personified drug...
day call X......O......DUS...
peace bitchess....

next hero: Batman

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