[Chorus:]
Rappers sellin out for the money and fame
But I just keep on dune methane

Dee-dee-da-da-dee-dee-dane
I just keep on dune methane


[Casual]
They only know colonial ways
Anything that my homie okays

is all right these days
Display recklessness, whose tek is this
Pointed in the window of ya coupe Lexuses

Follow me on my Exodus
My poetics will earn the respect of thus
An individual crushing hypocritical nothings

Like aluminum cans
Put me on the mic and I'm doomin em
Operation: MC Intimidation

Occupation: rock the place then leave relieved
The masta John, large like a mastodon
In charge of the class Cas is on

Some whole new %#@! than you !@$(s on
Bitten my old style while smash was gone
My infallible flows will swallow you wholes

Rappin bout cars and clotes you need to kill it

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[Opio]
I'm voices in your subconscious, knots in your intestines

Crescent moon attack stance if you glance at the mic
I'm unlike all types
Can't master breakin necks cause they need more gigabytes

I hit em twice...iced em, cold like liquid nitrogen
They need vitamins and ginseng
If you fencing with these you get stabbed in the heart

Me, I'm like the Highlander
Tapping the soul of my enemies, capturing their energies
Disappear from the stage like the vanisher

Grabbin the mic and drive a spike right through the center
For these ^!$$%z all sequenced up like the spinners
I get the crowd high like paint thinners

And watch me cruise, crackle and splinter
They can't tackle the impenetrable sound
Sciences of Hieroglyphics even with $$#ault rifles

And silencers, M-16s ain't hitting nothing
When we corrupting rappers
Togetherness like alpha flight when we write

The unmistakable interaction in your ears, outta sight
Fightin in a circle, we workin the mic 2 deep
Pass that motha$#&@a so I can sink my teeth in

Center myself, then I walk through the flames
AKA The Mangler, feelin no pain
No stranger to the danger room I'm into

Meditation, blood coursin through my veins
So the thoughts came interlaced with the taste of victory
I'm slippery, rippin these ^!$$%z apart

From start to finish...and it don't stop (Keep on)

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[Casual]
Put Toure on the mixer, smooth as an elixir plus

The meritorious flows of us
Get a glorious response you're boring next to John
I'm the only individual not capable of having a prime-time

Can't capture this rapper from this present day backwoods
To the depths of antiquity no one can get with me
I used to battle Socrates rockin these same styles

Inventor of math and science, holdin my style
Showin defiance to the gangsta jargon you barkin
Metaphysically sparkin in psyche when mic's in my face

Compile salt-peter to blow up the place
A striver, I'm the MacGyver of the black race
The unforgettable prestigious speeches

Manifested by the northwestern regions

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