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The truth won't fade with the artificial calendar |
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I be the balance of the chancellor answer |
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The dance floor dominator flavor complicator |
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Accommodate a greater rate of data Fantasia |
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The soul of a giant; I'm bold and defiant |
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My science electrify the unplugged appliance |
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Shoot my television, walk outdoors and explore |
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With the innocence of kids aged four |
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I frolic in the sand with a colony of ants |
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My particles expand building oxygen in plants |
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From Rakim to Caz, to Lakim Shabazz |
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I logically advance with the knowledge of the past |
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Motivate a giraffe, wrote a page-and-a-half |
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Known for paving a path in the waves with a staff |
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The music is rap, my favorite color is math |
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The plan of attack is bless a planet with wax |
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The caterer, the Darth Vader of the cross fader |
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You should never be afraid of the arm from all laborers |
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We stay patient as we lay the foundation |
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In a simple composition for the future generation |
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Let me introduce myself, as stealth |
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You seen nothing; you stepped into my realms and found suffering |
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Chaos is turned into seance and burned |
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Calculated versus estimated, spirituality earned |
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Worms leaking out your orifices sort of vicious |
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You picked the portal, which is filled with dwarves and witches |
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Get gauged from spell casts, hell's vast needles and torture racks |
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Torsos hatched, do you want all for that? |
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Pain, you can't explain landscapes of flame |
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Frames of inhospitables are crushed in the minerals |
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Your plans foiled after watching me plant soil |
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Your pants spoiled throttled and bottled as Penzoil |
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Fuel is my ruling, the seeds of my doing |
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Your deaths will be the pudding that the proof's in, I'm never coolin' |
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When God took a day off, I had him laid-off |
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All week, he wanted concrete to remain soft |
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Salem's Lot's my vacation spot |
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Often hoppin' out of coffins steady rockin' while you rottin' |
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Rollin' with a big gang of brothers with fangs |
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Megadope, use a telescope when peepin' my slang... |
