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- [Voiceover] Now it's
time for our wrap up.
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Let's give it everything we've got.
Ready?
Begin.
♫ Artificial amateurs
aren't at all amazing
♫ Analytically, I assault, animate things
♫ Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat
♫ Buildings are broken,
basically I'm bombarding
♫ Casually I create
catastrophes, casualties
♫ Canceling cats got
their canopies collapsing
♫ Detonate a dime of
dank daily doin' dough
♫ Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low
♫ Eatin' other editors with
each and every energetic
♫ Epileptic episode, elevated etiquette
♫ Furious fat fabulous fantastic
♫ Flurries of funk felt
feeding the fanatics
♫ Gift got great global
goods gone glorious
♫ Gettin' Godly in his
game with the goriest
♫ Hit 'em high, hella height, historical
♫ Hey holocaust hints hear
'em holler at your homeboy
♫ Imitators idolize, I intimidate
♫ In a instant, I'll rise in a irate state
♫ Juiced on my jams like
jheri curls jockin' joints
♫ Justly, it's just
me, writin' my journals
♫ Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on
♫ Karate kick type Brits in my kingdom
♫ Let me live a long
life, lyrically lessons is
♫ Learned lame louses
just lose to my livery
♫ My mind makes marvelous moves, masses
♫ Marvel and move, many
mock what I've mastered
♫ Niggas nap knowin' I'm nice naturally
♫ Knack, never lack, make noise nationally
♫ Operation, opposition, off, not optional
♫ Out of sight, out of
mind, wide beaming opticals
♫ Perfected poem, powerful punchlines
♫ Pummeling petty powder puffs in my prime
♫ Quite quaint quotes
keep quiet it's Quannum
♫ Quarrelers ain't got a
quarter of what we got uh
♫ Really raw raps, risin' up rapidly
♫ Riding the rushing radioactivity
♫ Super scientifical sound search sought
♫ Silencing super fire saps that are soft
♫ Tales ten times talented, too tough
♫ Take that, challengers, get a tune up
♫ Universal, unique, untouched
♫ Unadulterated, the raw uncut
♫ Verb vice Lord victorious valid
♫ Violate vibes that are
vain make 'em vanished
♫ While I'm all well
would a wise wordsmith
♫ Just weaving up words
weeded up on a work shift
♫ Xerox, my X-radiation holes extra large
♫ X-height letters and xylophone tones
♫ Yellow back, yak mouth, young ones yaws
♫ Yesterday's lawn yards sell I yawn
♫ Zig zag zombies, zoomin' to the zenith
♫ Zero in zen thoughts,
overzealous rhyme Zea-lots ♫
(laughing) Good, can you say it faster?
♫ They forced us into
unknown lands of exile
♫ They pillaged, raped
and left us all for dead
♫ So now I'm far more
liberal with a weapon
♫ When I separate their
bodies from their heads ♫
- Wait, what?
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