I ride beats like speeder bikes through unknown terrain/ Detonate remote mics till I’ve blown your brain/
I’m sick wit a bic you’re a bigger dick than Moby/
Try to retort/ I cut you short like a Flobee/
At my leisure I make your fans catch amnesia/
They just can’t feel ya like they’re under anesthesia/
I scheme your team from the underbrush/
Then blow ‘em asunder with a thunder crush/
You try to evade but I’m deft in the trade/
To sever blood suckers like my man Blade/
But I’m one percent human, ninety-nine percent/
Spiritual being, I set the precedent/
Of what’s to come, way above the hum drum/
Pierce and expand in your mind like a dum dum/
But not with projectiles cause I reflect styles/
With more spoken word and thought than the X-Files/
I stretch miles, probe all across the globe/
Don a black robe, flash light like a strobe/
From one night in Bangkok to Rio De Janeiro/
Underground like a Morlock from my blood to my marrow/
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