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Aw yeah

Boom-boom, boom-boom, mm’hmm

Boom-boom, boom-boom, aw yeah

Boom-boom, boom-boom, mm’hmm

Boom-boom, boom-boom, aw yeah

Can you find, the level of difficulty in this

Haha-haha-ha-hah!

Every man for himself, can be difficult, mythical

Typical, critcal, pitiful, beautiful, hypocritical, hypothetical

Alpha numerical the Darwinian way, obstacle course

Spit a survival, all unforgettable, unforgivable

Diabolical lies within the Bible, unified field theory of love

Ignoramus enlightened to his path and purpose

Create a perservate, destroy all purpose

Over quantum mechanics converted from bow ties to Mormon

Also a paraplegic, whirling dervish, pledge of allegiance

Backwards, Rocket science nano technology

Awkward moments caught between a rock and a hard place

You’re in a sticky situation, zero visibility

Late night radar emergencies passenger pilot

Typhoon, hurricane, broken components

Airstrips, stormy rain, military ship

Landing a plane to Malaysia, amnesia

Internesia? with a squeegee

You were trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents for a ticket to Fiji

With Saturday night fever without the Bee Gee’s

All the do hickeys and thingamabob’s of highly sensitive circuitry

Micro engineering a blind man behind the wheel steering energy

Equally, matter or mass, times the speed of light squared

Foreplay with the catholic nun, makin' a hoe into a housewife

Making a crack head, drop the pipe

Looking at luke’s peep show fully dressed

With a number of angels dancing on a nuclear warhead

Everyone on Earth chanting 'Ohm'

Taking bong hits, holding hands, alone

At the same time finding a truly righteous queen in a strip club

Playing patty cakes with heartless thugs

Get in a fellowship to rehearse for a show

We do reverse to a flow and do a motherfucking overdub

With an elegant battle cry yo' pocahontas

You brought down a shower of meteorites

Predicting well before Nostradamus discovered before taking Most of us with us

Forever throwing the Earth off of its axis

The autistic, artistic, art without the practice

The parachute-less, brainless, aimless

Jump out the 25th floor

Onto a mattress, onto Atlantis

Will take the Milky Way, in a filthy way

And try to dig a whole to China with a spoon

Handcuffed to a thousand pounds of C4, while

Dip to the bottom of the sea floor

Then swim back up to the sea shore

Then, I’m a sharpshooting contest

I’ll shoot a mango off your head from a mile away

I shot, ran a marathon barefoot and broken glass without a cut

Take my place in the stars, see my face on Mars

Hijack NASA for the shuttle with a .38 inch snubnose

And race the cars, take the negative devil gene out of man

And erase the wars with a straight jacket and a crooked face

And a broken stick shifter, a ceremony for audio-body of

Miracle, spiritual, uplifter

A Siamese twin Libra, connected amoeba

Beautiful, wonderful world without miss moon makeba

That’s impossible like Ethan Hunt

Breathing a blunt, well believe what you want

A serial killer, Gandhi

Loveable Hitler, A fiddler on a burning roof

Learning the truth about the one arm, one leg, one peg, one hook

Rock climber to the top, shock rhymer

Grandfather counter clockwise timer

Old timer, rap, rhyme designer

Purely, indubitably, excellent, brilliantly

Intertwind’er, kinda, off beat, off center, odd

Simple yet confusing, God

Sunshiner with a twist now

Can you find a

The Level of difficulty in this?

Hahahaha-hah!

Can you find, the level of difficulty in this

Haha-haha-ha-hah!

Time is running out, only 30 second to go

Keep marching in that madness

But you must challenge the final four

Or the game, lock it up like a lolo

Rock the cradle like a yo-yo

Bzzzz-fzzzz-Pzzzz

What is robo?

Another word for alright, so-so

Another word for chocolate, cocoa

Stunt double Wesley Snipes

It’s faster than your 4−4

Now that’s velvet

How did you know?

Cuz I felt it

No whack ass albums

We’ll shelve it

I be the dope, like Hell Melvin

Earthquake eerie spots where whackness

Dwells in!

They’re meeeelting!

I can smell them!

Stop, sergio tacchini, my cherie amour

Theodore

And Fila, Reebok, silly coq sportif

Where’s the beef?

?Bought it Marley?, serial brands choice

Hot socks with flip-flops

Freshly fried pork chops

Eat moon soup on a moon rock

Collard greens boiled with the ham hocks

Sleep in a ham-mock and I flow from the shamrock

And kill ya kill ya with a four lock Glock 9

Supply mine, spreads the landmines

Can you find

The level of difficulty in this?

You’d rather jump off the Empire State Building

With explosive tipped helmet and

Copper plated nuclear denture caps, perhaps

Maybe you’d rather dance through the streets of Iraq

Wearing an American flag, 3 piece suits

Screaming at the top of your lungs: «Shoot!»

Fuck Saddam Hussein, there is no God in arabic

Truthfully, you got a better chance hitting the lottery 15 times in a row

Now you tell me the odd’s on that

You’d rather get head from a wild bobcat

You’d rather slap the chief of police knowing you got 2 strikes

You’d rather run up to the White House with a Bullseye T-Shirt on blasting a

starter pistol, yellin' revolution! revolution!

You’d rather sky dive butt naked into a field of meat hooks

And bathe in a flammable solution, solution

Holding a Philly overdosing on Heron

You’d rather try to dope fiend Farrakhan

You’d rather walk through a lions den

Wearin' pork chop earrings and cheap top sirloin body oil cologne

You’d rather be fully awake while getting operated on

You got a better chance of going back to the 1920s

As a black transvestite running for president and winning

You’d rather go head up with a swinging wrecking ball

And drugged at a 120 miles through a pavement of 10 inch titanium nails

You’d rather die for what you don’t believe in.

Can you find the level of difficulty in this

Haha-haha-ha-hah!

Mm’hmm

Ah' yeah

Alright ya’ll

I’ll get at you tomorrow then dog

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