[Hook: Nina Simone "No Images" sample]
But there are no palm trees on the street
No palm trees on the street and dishwater gives back no images
[Verse 1: Holocaust]
According to some stories I am asleep in an underground tomb waiting to resume
The scientists is still unsure exactly how I will bring about doom They know that all it takes is a microphone
Torn like the poor old bones of MCs I scattered throughout the centuries
There is no Life Alert to save you and your Hip Hop fall injury
You'd have to be crazy to mess with the tarantula
Try to get me nope, I turn into smoke and go under the door like Dracula
The werewolf coyote, raining forest, roaming in his mouth is half a dove
Hate on display like burning an eleven feet cross in the day
You wanna rhyme, but that's enough in this powerful action packed struggle
It hurts, I burst your large floating bubble
At night, throw dirt in your face with a shovel
A native blast an arrow crab, bombard and bury your crew
In a shocking deluge of rocks and rubble
Watch soon, late night, the Holocaust cartoon
Plot leave you shocked after a loud noise
They don't want you to know my dark void
See, I escaped the mic like the explosion at the end of Predator
And we sleep upside down in the cave, the Lost Boys
[Hook]
But there are no palm trees on the street
No palm trees on the street and dishwater gives back no images
[Verse 1: Holocaust]
According to some stories I am asleep in an underground tomb waiting to resume
The scientists is still unsure exactly how I will bring about doom They know that all it takes is a microphone
Torn like the poor old bones of MCs I scattered throughout the centuries
There is no Life Alert to save you and your Hip Hop fall injury
You'd have to be crazy to mess with the tarantula
Try to get me nope, I turn into smoke and go under the door like Dracula
The werewolf coyote, raining forest, roaming in his mouth is half a dove
Hate on display like burning an eleven feet cross in the day
You wanna rhyme, but that's enough in this powerful action packed struggle
It hurts, I burst your large floating bubble
At night, throw dirt in your face with a shovel
A native blast an arrow crab, bombard and bury your crew
In a shocking deluge of rocks and rubble
Watch soon, late night, the Holocaust cartoon
Plot leave you shocked after a loud noise
They don't want you to know my dark void
See, I escaped the mic like the explosion at the end of Predator
And we sleep upside down in the cave, the Lost Boys
[Hook]
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