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It's like a catholic, word to the mother UPS rapper at your door ringing your buzzer With another special delivery full of drama Sorta like you getting fan mail from the uni-bomber I hit a rhyme, your mind is out in left field You blinded by the sunshine, you can't catch it Your skill's wretched, you far from a Ken Griffey I speak Jedi talk, and Skywalk the force with me This track lit me, I'm dynamite with the mic I explode instrumentals, my production is combustion You a MC, but I'm more like a M-80 Now which one of you jerks wanna see how this fire works You crazy, cause I'm known to blow the set Tick tick tick means I ain't exploded yet You whack crews is hit when my rap fuse is lit I pull pins from grenades to write my rhymes with Nuclear reaction from the crowd when I split My rap competition like atoms, like fission Bomb squads try to take position But I refuse to be the fuse, so it proves to be a dead mission Listen, to this lyrical display I blow your mind, microphone Timothy McVeigh A warning to you pilots, leave your planes in the hanger Cause terrorist attack fly at your track, danger I'm a stranger, never seen it before This type of rap style is similar to C4 I combine with the rhymes like flames with gun powder United we stand, ignited we make noise
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