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[The Untouchables sampled] Wait, oh yes, wait a minute Mr. Postman Wait, wait Mr. Postman I think Mr. Postman looked at me Woah yeah, you got a letter in your bag for me Please please Mr. Postman Oh yeah
[Scooby Doo sample] Shaggy : Like what do we do now? Fred : Well, there's no doubt in my mind that that hermit's the Creeper Daphne : Let's get back to the Mystery Machine and go for the Sheriff Shaggy : Boy am I glad we've see the last of that creeper Scooby : Me too Velma : The Creeper! Shaggy : Zoiks! It's him!
[Intro: Warcloud] Warcloud, unique, yeah Beat City, Verbal Warriors Observe the coridoriors Yo yo
[Warcloud] Unmarked graves, bow havens, jaw breaker tycoons Choke sleeper porsche from the land fields, my jam kills Rusty iron giant who razmadazz the world Smash a champ soda, took his bike, left him his girl Candy her phalanges, we smuggle booze in the graveyard Lust vine of roses, I pop shots ferocious And rewire your faulty brain circuitry as a courtesy If you cop the drop, emergency home surgery From the mandibles of a mechanical cannibal A titanical, breumatical moseic dismantled you And snapped 3 million bare skeletons, creatures rotting In the museum I pot bodies of foreign bodies Ultimate heavy cannon, seven ships and seven hats Victorious storm by rave 'barian followed by eleven bats Off to my room base, one of the moons of Pluto Then back to blast the city, sneaky Pete and black Bart Six finger gym wine opener, the train through the desert On the horse with no name and heavy fame Green hunting hawk, hunting swan, atomic pesticides I burst through your Great Wall of China, you demoleculise Grail jail crush at creepers (Yo) A bribe and a hand of trails, mystic at heart They who enter, rapped their backstage is 'bout to get shown out out the window Yo yo yo, expect to get shown out out the window
[Chorus x2: Warlcloud] Wall of jelly pool shark, welcome to the light house Pistol in bread box, one flew over cuckoo Zombies couped up in a cottage smokin' cigars Pipe bomb at the Olympics, Stone Roses
[Unique] We be the undercover specimin, phenomonal, mind expolosive Bomb your land mark with a charge of nitrogliserin convulsive Resource for resources, those who contradict I speak against We attack with forces, the thunderous thunder storm Me and my swarm we way above the norm' I snatch your mics so hard it'll dislocate your arm Y'all niggaz ain't knowin' about the 3-60 divine Tragedy, the last paragraph, get to the bottom line Cat's minds that I build with, they be the solid kind Cuz they sparkin' my projects they be the same kind Who dare come amongst us and lend more jewels for battlin' My nitrogliserin charge leave your database shatterin' Regurgitate rhymes, speed on your head, brain batterin' Fantastic rap mic fabulous Cipher niggas grab microphone, spit hazardous Resurrect the mental dead like Lazarus Catch me up north chillin' up in Club Cannabis Me and Warlcoud knock your dome, rock you like the Grand Canyon-ist Cypher niggas flip the format in your manuscript You can't handle it, get smashed like the sandwiches
[Break: Warcloud] We flat house floozies, floozies Get chased stayin' in the door house yo Yo yo yo yo yo
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[Warcloud] I'm like a '57 Chevie Christine, so pristine On the candy apple sweet cream sixteen peep My raps in the form of runners of land creatures the colacan Heavy heavy hollow spined fish, the line was crisp Deadly game show and behind tomb number three Is the imperial eating eyeball serial Letters from a killer, I gulp your brains down with Miller Dark side tiller, I stab you in the chest wit' a pillar That collapse the Greek monument, Great Chief's conglomorate Shadow circle the hall with swords, bloody astonishment Faces slide across walls, off y'all so grand We sent two groups, one the foot and one the hand Wu-Tang Clan, barbarians and iron samurai's Whispered battle cries that shatter skys and planets die World eaters and y'all turn mics in the cannister Code of soldier janitor, horror flicks over the bannister Alleyway butcher, eight spirits that nurture This rap's a dead body of a sewage maintenance worker
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