straight from down under its the sound of thunder
the one who'll never blunder
cast foes asunder
for a pound
goes the full ten rounds
still ready for more but i dont keep score
just peep more lyrics
cos the games all hits and misses
tits and bitches
the search for riches wont motivate me
dont dare berate me
or i'll scare you out of you family tree see
this aint no democracy
i'm a dictator
with the will to be greater than the next mc
the rest hyperbole
if you know what i mean
and whats a rap without the mention of green
let me tell you a conscious thought
that went right thru you and left your mind askew
got you wonderin
if u could ever beat thunder n
live to tell the tale
like grinding rails i'm hard
and sharper than shards of glass that cut your ass
leave you sitting in shit n blood
i fling more mud than your average politician
with a style that glows like nuclear fission
i'll leave you wishin and pissin in a tube basically screwed
don't misconstrue my words
cos my verbs alone light herbs
open doors to other worlds i slide daily
ride with ladies and get paid
laid just for the hell of it the chicks like the smell of it
sendin them in fits for my dick

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off the dome n all that

tell me what you think o me

and i'll tell you what i think o u

ya dig?

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