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Supernova (#SOTM3 Outro)
- //Verse 1
- I'm breaking down on these nickles who think they superficial
- Black scribbles and blue lines with limited distance
- Christian in the sense that I am icky wicky, bitch
- Lord, during the End of the World, keep my lifted
- Addictions get 'em to pick their prisons often times
- Assaulting lines, it's hard to find, these partridge dimes
- Part of my, lyrical murder upon the rhymes
- These white pages can get diced crazily, I'm
- About to leap off the Burj Khalifa,
- Destroy all I see like Katrina, I may fuck her then leave her
- Observing all I defeated, ridiculed like I'm cheating
- Blue tennis shoes over the wire, covered in beetles
- These evils surround my camp, invasion
- Solving every two bars horizontal, equation
- Brilliance exists in such places
- Unknown as America, we used to be the lifesaver
- //Verse 2
- Breaking down the senses with every rolled barrel
- Lose a life when it hits me, light bulb channel
- Pouring cold, unwanted porridge on Goldilocks
- Her golden locks about wanted as a phony photo op
- Hourglass makes the hours pass twice as fast
- Speed demon, hip hop needs the key riddance
- The difference is, that dickheads have been soft the whole time
- Superbowl, I ball, while bowling a bowling ball, I'm
- Breaking the wasted time, these niggas hate my lines
- Line up in line to get served with lines from Linus
- Minus the buzz caused from your ignorant rapping
- Eat some Gummy bears while you go fishing and crapping
- Dissolving obstacles with the glimpse of an eye
- Fly like a butterfly, and not a dick with a nine
- Teenagers believe that you just Crip, and it's fine
- America as a whole receives a middle finger rhyme
- Since Sobek sweat so much, that he made the Nile,
- And Bes allowed the Egyptians to make ceramic tiles
- And the evil god, Set, tore out Horus' eye
- The prophecy of my legend was never meant to die
- Since Atum spit up his children to make Earth
- And the human race began going bezerk
- And music somehow became controversial
- The prophecy of my quality in music was certain
- //Verse 3
- Since Jesus Christ was snoopin' out who betrayed him
- And people agreed to explode themselves for bein' Muslim
- And hip hop evolved from spoken word, rock, and jazz
- My rhymes were prewritten in a tablet's ass
- Since the beginning of the Big Big Bang
- To the first diesel engine, or the first recording
- Oracles have predicted the return of the menace
- I'm a fuckin' winner, the sinister figure will never finish
- Somewhere over the moon, I cast bastards
- And throw 'em to the constellations, plaster them backwards
- Atmospherical miracle in the sense
- The universe is so big, it's like my dick in the pen, yeah
- I believe that there's Universe somewhere
- There's no killing, no villains, no ragged bum hair
- No homocide, fratricide, or genocide
- No suicide, insanity, or losing minds
- Where people the same size can stand by each other's side
- Where no one judges another on the color of their kite
- Fuck imagination, I'm sure how happy Satan is,
- He's taken over the world, it's blatant, bitch
- Rock steady since '02, I told you
- The Canis Majoris, a portion of the orbit boned you
- Bigger than the Milky Way, ain't no Milky Way
- If radio waves in the space waters don't ripple away
- Galaxies slap you with the arms of gracious beauty
- Might as well go see a movie about moving through the
- Vaccuum of space, just hope I don't get sucked up
- Cause if I were angel, that'd be fucked up
- Parallel to hell and a jail cell
- Right next door to the nice, inept whore
- Pouncing on these dying stars like a Jaguar
- Running down these race tracks, number 2 Nascar
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