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Twenty sixteen is just beginning, but it's already my year

How long you think I've been rapping? I didn't just get here

When I get lyrical, they call me Shakespeare

Behind the scenes I control this game like a puppeteer

Hand over control of this ship, I've come to commandeer

You can't stop this shit, I'll eat you like three musketeers

I'mma pierce you like a deer with my rhythmical spear

Like Brittney's career you need to disappear

Let's get one thing straight while you steer clear out of fear

You're among the stars now, and this is my final frontier

My severe heat is burning through the rapping atmosphere

Shooting sparks, I'm grinding like the gears of an engineer

I started with nothing but sneers from my peers

But in my dreams, my voice reaches millions of ears

And I hear cheers from the bleachers crowded front to rear

"Alpha as Fuck" brothers! Wolves are near!

Nothing new, I've got you grooving to my Loony Toons

Learn this from Nick number two, Blue will teach you to get a clue

You just got the boot and I'm only on verse two

I know you want me to continue but it's past your curfew

Wah wah! Boo Hoo! Want a tissue?

I know it's past due for me to walk all over you

But I'd rather not get shit on the bottom of my shoes

One whiff of you gets a "Sacre bleu!" out of Pepé Le Pew

BREAKING NEWS!!! XENDRIK SLEW HIS OPPONENT'S ENTIRE CREW!!!

Let me kick it old school, I'm rubber you're glue

Whatever you spew, bounces off me and sticks to you

Like a midnight cellphone, I'mma blind this whole entire room

My words weigh more than sticks and stones, with them I'll break your bones

Yabbadabbadoo I'll crush you like a Flinstone

Surprise mothafucka! Bam Bam motherfucka!

I'll knock you out like a grand slam mothafucka!

I'm the Wolf and you're the lamb mothafucka!

It's time to trade blows, let's dance mothafucka!

You try to spit venom, but you're only shooting blanks

If this battle is the plane my trousers are the only place with a snake

I'm the silver-tongued bard, and you're the half-orc tank

You may have brute strength, but your charisma lacks ranks

In fact your dank ass stank is taking over the whole place

But more important than that, put this bag in your face

As you can see, smoking green is my daily routine

In fact it's got me rolling with this current rhyme scheme

Go ahead and call Scotty, man ask for a beam

You'll never outrun me or my crazy ass family

My consistency of intensity is far from diminishing

In the beginning you may have been resisting

But now the entirety of the crowd is committing their existing attention

To me inflicting lyrical beheadings beyond comprehension

We're not afraid to die, we'll go down swinging

Knock you so hard, your whole world will be spinning

When my lips start singing, your girl starts dripping

You can feel the transition as we switch our positions

The son of a King, I may as well be a prince!

Compare me to peasantry and you'll learn the difference

The name is Lord Xendrik and you better listen to this

I'm on a mission, and it's my business to go the distance

I've been living a life of sin like a demonic villain

Your religion condones the raping of women and killing of their children

I knew you couldn't win, the odds were one in a million

You chose the wrong faith now welcome to my prison

You're in luck if you're looking for some kind of salvation

Because I'll burn you with flames of eternal damnation

It's too late to pray, come here one day and you're here to stay

You're never breaking these chains, you'll never get away