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parasite spys I am the
firewall my mission is to retire all
you pirate biters hiding
in the cracks of the code
got the logical flow to attack
you hack writers, flame & expose
your lame imitators & your
lack of game to day light
like vampires as you claim to be LEET
I'm a harder sort of Norton
I abort & quarantine
split you into little partitions
leave you spanking clean
thanking me
for savin you
then I give you
the reboot salute
my three digits overwrite
your simple text files
I'll require ample capacity

Get that respect
and let your raw rage wreck em

Get that respect
and let your raw rage wreck em

to accommodate my genius
I seem just like an MC EMP
blasting EMS static
now you HD platters E-M-pty
leaves just kilo bytes of binary
white noise behind
my boys tell you that
deez nuts compel you
you would do well to
admit to defeat immediately or
five oh will find no way to identify
what I'll leave behind
a few tiny piles of debris.
With this dis, I hereby release you;
now fly away, you're free!
you heard me little nerdy
You are no longer
obligated to stay.
So don't freeze up
panicking still standin there
like a scared mannequin
wide eyed staring at me
holding a unplugged mic
assumed it was like - blue tooth
but the truth is
it's just missin the cord.
Oh Lord. Now he's trippin
Just plug it back in
Don't go riskin
a vaginal attack
those can be fatal!
retarded battle virgin
you're about to barf
on the bar or the stage
eyes continuously twitching
cuz his nerves are all frayed
Reminds me how Shady
described his first day
in Dre's recording booth
rackin your brain like
you might actually have
of some witty shit to say...
Hey, save the wasted exertion
what we lookin to see
is your person kicking rocks like
a crack addict in re -
hab trying to quit habitually
suckin |) ! ( |< and balls for a fix
just to get thru the day
Just a bunch of dirty dust
bunnies all swept away
by the loud rush of the crowd
as they shout like the sound
that follows the lightening
reciting my lines out loud!

Heckled by the echoes
as you exit the stage.

Get that respect
and let your raw rage wreck em

Get that respect
and let your raw rage wreck em

like our man in Britain
Dirty Star
sez
LISTEN

getting up into your face
like Mace - Windu (who?)
Okay Yoda I go to wind you up
like a miniature motor
buzzin cuz of something
and I know it aint mota
so the centrifugal motion
these bomb notes I ve written
detoN8z rap shrapnel
penetrates way into
your vital tissue
lifts you spinnin quick
as a record breaking
tweaker making a staccatto
doppler pattern of
reverberations and
propeller cavitations
like Nam chopper echoes.
Wont cop but it's obvious
you respect flows I drop
admit it they made you
into as envious fan who cant stand
my talent yet is unable to resist
these perpetually bomb comp -
ositions leaving the competition
reekin like week old sashimi
chopped up with a Ginsu
into thin strips of ribbon
While TUkA gettin props
cuz I'm thick but nimble
like John Belushi on SNL
rollin / whippin up a platter of
sushi rolls made with amateur rapper

Get that respect
and let your raw rage wreck em

Get that respect
and let your raw rage wreck em

dont trip I won't hit you
I only keep this fist in case you forget.
obliterated your bitch candy ass
dismantled like a bomb bursting
dropped you like a sub prime loan
now you all wired up
like you got styrofoam bones
impact of my sneak attack
left you flat on your back
weak and unable to speak
This is why I am victorious
and you're repeatedly defeated
but don't feel sad depressed or rejected
it's happened to so many rappers
it's become an expected pattern
I have learned to find the kernel
discerning the seed at the core of the center
remember - reorient your focus
from the lotus position
and grow from prison of ego
to an infinite plane of interconnection.
Then lock on to your enemy
and let your raw rage wreck him.

Get that respect
and let your raw rage wreck em

Get that respect
and let your raw rage wreck em

they say
freestyle
you gonna see
me smile
turn-style crocodile
buster holdin mic
must be immortal
in der own eyes
meanwhile
he tryin' ignore
verbal carnivore
waitin like log
back stage for
a bloody encore
wantin more o dem...

BLAH BLAH
People he can
CHEW UP
You fools
KEEP YAKKIN
Instead of look
LOOK AHEAD OF YOU!

Guess that settles that
can't really battle if you can't even rap
can't really rap if you can't even
breathe deep beats of my lethal
ethos shook the earth
beneath your feet, making
your heart weak quaking within you
the room begins to spin
you know there's no point
in continuing - I win.

Get that respect
and let your raw rage wreck em

Get that respect
and let your raw rage wreck em

Looking back, you had no chance
to formulate a cogent defense
before captured & vivisected
like a insect skewered on a hat pin
your nice tries were faded
like fat kids lucky napkin
efforts made were bifurcated
(that means "cut in half"
no point in wasted vocab.)
A honed intellect my weapon
edge a whetted flow
prone to preempt
every move you attempt.
Killing syllables that don't yet exist
predict strategy yet to be spit -so sad to see.
as if the plans forming on that note pad
as you're brainstorming (like yeah I'm so bad!)
was a repeat stanza you just choked on
back about five minutes ago dog
ditching the stage in a rage tripping
you raise your brow up in time to glimpse
on my motionless fist in the path
of your soon to be fat lips.

Metaphysical abstractions
Met a physical instruction
created destruction on
an international scale
Close to time for the end
when Openheimer &
Einstein became friends
Quantum string states and
non-linear associations.
Word to the wise - can't track
the lines of my Heisenburg rhymes
might surprise or disturb you
when they serve two different
suckas at the same time.

BLAH BLAH
Doesn't Equal
CHOO CHOO
Just Cuz
YOU YAKKIN
Doesn't mean
YOU DO

redemption is
Reminiscent of a circuit
getting hit with electrical current
disaster happens faster
when your master is material
then an Epistle blasts at you
from a sacred canon
making spiritual perforations
thru the infidels souls
redeeming men quicker
than the click of any trigger, crucifix
or a mic switch ever flicked by a finger.
of heaven or earth
of man or God. so odd.

I stand alone in this stratta
defined my own category
so no matter what
mediocre joker can touch me
Laugh at anybody who tries
Think youre fit and up to it
first allow my homie Str8
to try your ass on for size...

the priorities of mainstream Americana
may resonate with a vocal majority
of cash and grab rappers
But these are far from the heart
of the matter for me (read Ecclesiates)

BLAH BLAH
People he can
CHEW CHEW
You fools
KEEP YAKKIN
Instead of look
LOOK AHEAD OF YOU!

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