[Hook: Ham Sandwich]
Ain't no opposition getting rested while I roam
Boy, if you step into my city it's the twilight zone, yeah (Yeah yeah)
It's the twilight zone, yeah (Yeah)
It's the twilight zone (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Ham Sandwich]
I'm a man of many names, camera in the frame (Uh)
Standing in the way of the evils that cast me in the flame
Pass me center stage, I forge my own path (Yuh)
And I ain't ever hold back (Yuh)
So you could get your soul snatched, aye, look (Yuh, look)
The righteous reaper that might just meet you
My likenеss see through (Uh huh)
Transparent caring, the love apparеnt
You see it bleed through (Uh huh)
We share the flare like it's Mera Mera
So bear with me through
Chemotherapy until the next twilight is peaceful (Look)
Removing cancerous tumors
And blasphemous tutors
You the type to act on a rumor
It's actually humor
I ain't ever dapping a boomer
I'm clapping 'em sooner
You tapping computers
And lacking a future
I slap the back of his cap with the mac
If he move in collusion with losers (Woo)
It's doot doot doot and then we doing the dash (Yessir)
Dots on his head, this isn't morse code, put you in a casket (Damn)
Do the dirty work so I can see the light that she bask in
Ain't no opposition getting rested while I roam
Boy, if you step into my city it's the twilight zone, yeah (Yeah yeah)
It's the twilight zone, yeah (Yeah)
It's the twilight zone (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Ham Sandwich]
I'm a man of many names, camera in the frame (Uh)
Standing in the way of the evils that cast me in the flame
Pass me center stage, I forge my own path (Yuh)
And I ain't ever hold back (Yuh)
So you could get your soul snatched, aye, look (Yuh, look)
The righteous reaper that might just meet you
My likenеss see through (Uh huh)
Transparent caring, the love apparеnt
You see it bleed through (Uh huh)
We share the flare like it's Mera Mera
So bear with me through
Chemotherapy until the next twilight is peaceful (Look)
Removing cancerous tumors
And blasphemous tutors
You the type to act on a rumor
It's actually humor
I ain't ever dapping a boomer
I'm clapping 'em sooner
You tapping computers
And lacking a future
I slap the back of his cap with the mac
If he move in collusion with losers (Woo)
It's doot doot doot and then we doing the dash (Yessir)
Dots on his head, this isn't morse code, put you in a casket (Damn)
Do the dirty work so I can see the light that she bask in
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