Science, the ignition’s ignited / my titanic tyrannical wrath splashes crabs like leviathans / I wrong tha righteous with my 3rd eye as bright as tha star lights up in tha sky at nighttime / nickel ‘n’ dime MCs waste my time benign ‘n’ mediocre / I beat tha microphone with rhymes like an ogre / what lies in wait is attained by faith of tha greatness God graces, what I been trained in / silly pagan, you still’ll get killed bein’ affiliated with tha pastiest rhyme sayer / flame sways from my fingertips across 28 acres / next to tha God there’s none that can equate / you paper mache MCs catch machetes to tha face / do I amuse you like Joe Pesci? on tha Serengeti I wild out on you fledglings / ‘n’ when I speak it’s like there’s 10 of me / I make all you pussies wet like you was pregnant and you had to pee…
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