Check it "daark", I ain't new to this//
You might sound better if you knew ya shit/
Don't move ya fist, I beat the shit out pathetic pugilist/
Battle with me? You wouldn't to chance it/
I look through forests searching for wolves to dance with/
Now you could, bring your militia, get your squad, go get your team/
The name's Oracle baby, you should've known, I've already forseen your schemes//
There ain't no better than me, I'm a veteran emcee//
I've already thought of, what you 'sposed to think of, when you stepping to me//
If the government captured me, think of the weapon I'd be//
Before the war, my enemies'll either be dead or I.V.'D//
Sucking off a loaded guns, better than stepping to me//
My rhymes an Armageddon Recipe for deading emcee's//
Read deep between the lines, that's where the message could be//
The proof's, in the wasted blood, of those that's resting in peace//
And I surely ope they resting in peace, Oracle's the illest one to touch a mic you besta retreat.

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