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Are you ready? Are you mad inside?

Got you strapped down to your seats

Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip

God speed, approach follow my lead

Fire winds gust, empire crush

Full thrust, fall in the hole, roll wit' the rush

Untouchable chunk of air, wax and soul

Sound waves slay out the back, can't smoke

My belly-full prance dance, avalanche quote

Down slope, elegant as Fantasia

Killer whale tale inhale, black male from Asia

All out the wood works, hood shirts and wizards

No match, unhatch, the rap is rigid

In the shaft, shotty cop, hip hop to the limit

Night watch, pad mark, sparks spin a quake nuclear blast

Heavy on the cash, gimme what it takes now

Rage, rock, roll, fight

Brawl, fall, rumble

Rage, rock, roll, fight

Brawl, fall, rumble

The diabolic witty, dialect's darker than Gotham City

Wit' the possibility to stop your walkin' ability

God forgive me, spark enemies wit' pistol grips

The missile tip's impact hit you so hard, you shit through your dick

Official scripts strikes when physical hits

You physical bitch, watch for the imperial blitz, serious shit

Submit, subject to the wreck wartone and thought poems

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