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What if I had the power to gather all of my favorite MCs |
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With the illest comic book characters and make them arch enemies? |
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Inconcievable? Unbelievable? Yet as wild as it seems |
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The Emperor and Stan Lee would coach the two opposing teams |
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What if I took my love for hip-hop and comics and made it equal |
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And gave the people Secret Wars Part Two the long awaited sequel |
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An animated hip-hop grudge match, I'll make it lethal |
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How would my favorite rappers perform in the face of evil? |
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I'd take the RZA from Wu-Tang, yes the Rzarector |
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Versus Captain America, our nation's oldest protector |
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Of homeland security, the top defender, top Avenger |
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He gets dropped and injured when raw hip-hop commences |
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Now it gets critical when Bobby Digital crosses Captain America |
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Perhaps the Red Skull would have to jump in it too |
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But the RZA was too nimble, the Red Skull licked off shots to hit him |
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RZA then launches the Wu symbol into the New York skyline |
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Timed the Red Skull, get blown apart by the Ghostface Killah alias Tony Starks |
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AKA Iron Man, Ghost Deini the scientist |
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The top contender what other Wu members could I enlist? |
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Who's next to die in this? |
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I would take Masta Killa and Golden Arms versus Power Man and Iron Fist |
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Imagine Blade the black hunter of vampires |
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Goin after DMX the dog from the Ruff Ryders (RRRRR...) |
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I mean there's no tellin how they might react, I've seen how X can bite the track |
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Would Blade be afraid or fight and then leave with his life intact? |
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Yo Blade, I think you got me wrong, I ain't that type of cat |
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And if you're tryin' to step to the dog I'll have to bite you back |
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I saw DMX break him apart, take him apart |
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He played with the art, I saw X drive a stake through his heart |
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Another mission accomplished, X came, saw and he conquered |
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Buried Blade's body in a shallow graveyard in Yonkers |
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Imagine after seein X puttin in work |
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Watch in the ring, you'll see the illest pitbull in a skirt |
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Reppin' the double R, the first lady from Philly, Eve y'all |
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Versus David Banner's amazon cousin called the She-Hulk |
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Jump in the ring and starts swingin I see punches, they're movin in and out |
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Two femme fatales engaged in a cage match, two woman bout |
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A lot of female rap is played but not Eve |
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They done got Eve knockin chickens out like Leila Ali |
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Then I see the She-Hulk hits the canvas, Stan Lee now gets embarrassed |
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So his plan is to summon Sub-Mariner from Atlantis |
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Far due to include ATL in this war |
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It's foolishness, I just get Ludacris to settle the score |
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In any bout or brawl you're about to fall |
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I spit alcohol, a drowned person named Moore |
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Actually he's no match for me I put him to sleep |
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You need to see and then came Thor |
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Ludacris and the mighty Thor, the battle I chose |
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Had Thor swingin' his hammer while Cris was throwin' 'em bones |
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He sent Thor back to Valhalla, made Sub-Mariner sea-sick |
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Scores a victory for hip-hop plus the DTP clique, uh |
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My battle-rappin is war, my raps is hardcore |
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Imagine the Roc-A-Fella camp versus the Fantastic Four |
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As I get deep with it, Marvel Comics street lyrics |
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As we proceed with it, Jay-Z versus Reed Richards |
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Imagine Mr Fantastic and Hova goin' at it, Jigga spits like an automatic |
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Click click click, it's over damn it |
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Any static from Human Torch, y'all know the procedure |
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Send a message to Young Memphis, he'll go and defeat him |
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Am easy, believe me Johnny callin' my name out, come with it |
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I spit it real cool and I'm puttin' your flame out, uh |
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Remember Memphis, Secret Wars is a critical world |
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Where rappers disappear like a meal in the invincible girl |
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But let's not forget Benjamin J. Grimm |
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Now what kind of rapper could Roc-A-Fella get to slay him? |
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I mean, who would step inside the ring |
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Who would have the right to swing |
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Enough muscle and might to bring? Beanie Sigel fights the Thing! |
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Imagine Beanie and Ben Grimm goin spit for spit |
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Beanie Sigel and The Thing going brick for brick |
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Now what I saw was the board get gully |
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He messed around and got knucked out by the Broad Street bully |
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But yo we got a slight problem as the Hobgoblin glides in |
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I see him droppin' bombs on the crowd |
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So I'll just have to get Freeway with the buckshot |
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He shot him, firing, knockin him down |
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Ow, Reppin the city of Philly back to the ring when I'm distracted by Joey Crack |
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Fat Joe knocks out the Kingpin |
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The Kingpin thought that he could extort Don Cartagena |
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But not in this terrordome, this is Terror Squad's arena |
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And there's a lot of room for these rappers that I produced |
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Keith Murray came home in a hurry to box Dr Doom |
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My miscellaneous instantaneous battle techniques will leave him scarred |
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Courtesy of the Death Squad and LOD |
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Let's see the crowd's reaction from action, turn up the lights |
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No doubt it's hype from all these rappers in my house tonight |
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But live via satellite look who's about to fight: |
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From the Brick City it's the Outsidaz versus Alpha Flight |
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The Jersey regulators, Young Zee versus Vindicator |
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Rah Digga took out Snowbird with words that she served and then she slayed her |
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And later Asis and Slangtongue with their pattern of rhymin' |
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Kick back to back freestyles that took out Puck and the Shaman |
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The Outs tore it down like they're doin' on tour |
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Pace1 punched out the Sasquatch and yelled "I declare war" |
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Now it seems World War 3 is in progress |
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Of course the Punisher would target the leader from Onyx |
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Yeah, Sticky Fingaz, I kill rappers while holdin' my gat |
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That means I slam the Punisher and put a hole in his back |
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You know how I act, what up, try and look, let's see |
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He's finished, I'm in it to win it for the USG |
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As you can see there's no casualties on my team |
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Me versus Stan Lee is more like "man vs machine" |
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I've seen Xzibit from the West flyin' in |
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Versus Colossus, X-Man with the iron skin |
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Xzibit suckerpunched the rushin' knocked the thing |
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There's no choice in my arena, it's either die or win, but then |
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This is all that happens if heroes target rappers |
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Then wouldn't Matt Murdoch be going after Marshal Mathers |
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Would Eminem then use the Daredevil for target practice |
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Slim Shady maybe Ben Affleck catch record then cause disaster |
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Somebody find a gurdy, I'm'a stretch then blind the turdy |
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Bury him alive and burn him, tell D12 he tried to earn me |
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Now this certainly serves as a hideous mixed win |
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I call D12 to fight the Insidious Six and |
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This fight music produces bumps and bruises as the |
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Scorpion and Rhino fight Kuniva and Proof |
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Swifty McVeigh slayed Mysterio on his illusions |
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Kon Artis gave the Chameleon some minor contusions |
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Then I heard this loud sound at first I thought was a bomb |
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No you idiot! It's just Bizarre versus the Blob |
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They went and took the belt from a battle I felt they insured |
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Back to the 8 Mile where it's wild and held it down for Detroit |
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Now as the time went out, Stan Lee is checkin' the clock |
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There's room for one last battle, let's see if y'all feel me or not |
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My ultimate tag-team would be like Biggie and Pac |
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Stan Lee would get the Black Panther to team up with Juggernaut |
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Biggie snatched off his helmet, threw it to a fan in the audience |
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Turned to the crowd (uh) and said: So all be sure give that man a warning |
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Cuz I'm'a fought'em this is real my performance |
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I'm the, weed smoke helps my endurance |
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Yeah Big, still reppin blocks in BK |
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I say one of the best who was ever destined to rock |
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Rhyme sayer and slayer of Xavier's brother Juggernaut |
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But now let's not forget the Black Panther and Pac |
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Holla if ya hear me, superheroes is tryin' to kill me |
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The son of a panther to slam ya, ride with me |
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It's Stan Lee, I'm sure you remember me, even in death my words leave a legacy |
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Two hip-hop titans and giants at war when they died |
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In the afterlife standin' together, fightin' side by side |
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From Marvel to DC to Dark Horse to Image |
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Bear witness the power of hip-hop, there are no limits |
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To all worthy opponents, heroes, challengers, contenders |
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These are the Last Emperor's Secret Wars, I'm finished |
