Maybe some day I'll actually write something that means something. 'Till then, here's this:
I keep it intellectual, and just a little sexual
Standing out, above the crowd, while still remaining next to y'all
It's true that I'd been slackin' off, but now I'm back to crackin' jaws
I'm swingin' like a wrecking ball directed by Sam Peckinpah!
I'm just like a detective, yo, I'll find what you desire!
Like Dylan, I spit fire! Self appointed and anointed, yo, I'm hip-hop's new messiah!
My words'll get inside ya, forever they're remaining true
You know I'd be a liar, if I were to say to you
That I've got time for amateur, close-minded fuckers slammin' doors
Not concerned with glitz and glamour, action, lights, or cameras
Godzilla versus Gamera, with fifty times the stamina
's how hard I fight my way upstream, ahead of all the salmon, uhh!
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