[Verse 1: Planetary]
Non-believers can go and sit with the dimes and divas
I’m throwing bombs on the bleachers two bare bombs on the heaters
Pharaohs dominate always
-conquer-(?) common place weigh me if you wanna I'ma wander out in outer space I’m more war like
Nothin make me more hype
Than a booth with more mics
So I spit that raw type
I’m a demon I’m bleedin but see my vision clear
Gang member, remember official pistol, yeah

[Verse 2: Esoteric]
The Mastadon
-Blastin off-(?) like catapults and atom bombs
A marathon of metaphors
I battle pawns in deadly wars
-And apart-(?) their heads I tore
Tell em plead the fifth
Actin holy only -kings-(?) in here like Jesus is -rich-(?)
P.S. I spit a gem like Jeremy Renner
Put a moththerfucka like you in the therapy center
I machete motherfuckers if an enemy enter
This is AOTP dawg you are for dinner

[Verse 3: Doap Nixon]
Yo, Its the visionary get your mind read
Leave your mind dead
When I swing the fuckin metal like he blind yes
Its no contest this is not a carnival
This is -hardest shit-(?) audible
I leave a part of you detached from the artery
It started through the heart of you
Its full of sugar and kool-aid particles, pardon you
My name in articles
For a flow so watery it comes with barnacles
I’ll tarnish you little varmint you
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