[Verse 1: Eligh]
This is the sound of rushing wind
That hurricane inside my brain
I let the storm out through my pen
Then many men will feel my pain
I blame no one, I am the Shogun
I am the sun, moon, stars, and emotions
My gun weighs a ton, point it at the black glass
Blast, then I'm out the rain
Let it loose, let it free, let it exist, then let it be
Let it go, when I'm in a battle with myself I drop
The hammer so quick, like Geronimo
Scalping the dishonorable, ego
Sick like, H1-N1-measles
Midnight key strokes, typing out my defects
My assets, at least though, I'm looking at my true face
Illegal entry, to therapists and outside entities
Centuries I've been moving about this universe
Surfing across the Milky way in a filthy way
But I cleaned my act up like acne, back up
My Mack truck, fill up the trunk with taxing lessons
To maximize my presence on Earth for this track meet
Not a race but a marathon
Larger than life like a Mastodon
Broke, but can't see where the cast is on
Healing fast, and at last its on
My power is now at 8.5, can't wait till I get to 10
Can't break a man who's made of water, can you
Read my grin, can you read my grin?
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