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Take a seat and listen to this story similar to a Bible tale,

For you see, Jay Z dropped "Magna Carta Holy Grail"

Yeezus and "Jesus Walks" is next up on the Holy Trail

Schoolboy Q, "Oxymoron;" well shit, that's a Holy Hell

Hail Mary, full of bullets; That's such a sweet sorrow

In fact now I have to kill this beat my name is Emilio Largo

Who is that? You don't know? Check the movie Thunderball

Bagging bitches like I'm Bond, James Bond; hashtag nigga roll call

Shaken, not stirred. Man get the order right

Because shit, after all, aha you only live twice

Or maybe its like Drake said: the motto is YOLO

It doesn't matter; I'm living like a God while you all out in the cold

Shit I got that magic touch; everything I peep turns to gold

I got that eye for luxury; young Midas out here uncontrolled.

Some call it a gift, some call it a curse it doesn't really matter

For against me, you're praying to the gods with all your dreams and hopes shattered

Oh you don't know your mythology? I can't fuck with you.

Nerd status; that's why Imma be President and pull this nation through

"But you rapping" you say like this is something bad

I can still spit verses, take your bitch, and talk politics like its a fad