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Messenger Boy: But the Thesselonian you're fighting... |
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he's the biggest man I've ever seen. I wouldn't want to fight him." |
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Achilles: "That's why no one will remember your name." |
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[Apathy] |
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We the poisonous boys in the hood |
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Poised to deploy you, destroy alien barbarians ragin' on 'roids |
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We the '89 Raiders, Bo Jackson in your radius |
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The eighth wonder space hunter, Godless and atheist |
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Deceptacon cannibals eating metal and chemicals |
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A robotic vampire fangs sinking into wires |
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Rowdy in the Audi, smoke pouring from the tires |
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To burn my kingdom you must use nuclear weapons |
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White kids started studying lessons |
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But with devils in the mental can't see our reflections |
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Cut my way out the womb, homemade c-section |
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(Man you fucked up) |
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What would give you that impression? |
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[King Magnetic] |
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I'm known for rushing in, tuck your chin |
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Knuckles friend, suck it in, cut your kin, puncture skin |
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Stuck up in the muck again |
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I'm bucking till they dug up in their motherfucking trunk again |
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Let 'em run up on them every witness that wasn't there |
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I'll fuck up your teeth like cheap fronts |
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Vegan caterers, niggas never handled beef once |
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Nope, tofu to soul food, the vocal choke you |
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Now you can't feel me, you're not supposed to |
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I'm close to the edge mezzanine melodies |
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Steadily ready to stab like the riff from the melody |
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Telling me different I'm felony riffing |
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Melons be dripping, temper wild, Melanie Griffin |
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Stiffing your body from lifting the shottie, vision of Gotti |
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Living is property, visual sodomy |
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Prison lobotomy, the wrong people in your head now |
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Jail dudes stand up, the king like a head count |
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[Esoteric] |
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I'm an animal activist, dog I'm far from a hunter |
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So Sarah Palin be the only cougar I put a gun to |
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What type of spell am I under? You want a beef? Take a number |
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I wonder why these younger rappers won't acknowledge their blunders |
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I got unquenchable hunger, my stomach rumbles like thunder |
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A real Jedi kid, you a toy Yoda like Tundra |
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You a scene out the movie 8 Mile, studio puncher |
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Run to the litter, spit a quitter bullshitter |
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I'm the definition of driven, the prisoners have arisen |
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With visions of demolition and fission through ammunition |
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I'm wishing cannibalism was a family tradition |
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I eradicate your groups over Gladiator loops, listen |
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[Celph Titled] |
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You think you can beat me with ether? |
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When I'm cooking something fresh and y'all reheating pizza |
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The Intertec make you move like doo-wop dancers |
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I'm slicker, bust the blicker, then I moonwalk backwards |
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You gonna see clouds but no it ain't the Dreamworks intro |
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Fire and brimstone in each verse tenfold |
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You thought I was ill? |
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I'm ten googolplexes times that |
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My raps are phone calls from Hell so *69 that |
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You an actual queer, we put a rapper in a bungee sling |
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Dummy, we catapulting careers |
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The world's most dangerous MC and I'm him |
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C-dot Title, I'm liable to be a problem |
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Your album sells like clothes at a nudist club |
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It's the dude you love that had that line about that Krueger glove |
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Yeah, so feel the hurricane force when I murder |
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My main course is Main Source, +Barbecue+ flame sauce |