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Yeah I shot Reagan, fuck a pagan
ate falafel Menachem Begin
Who the fuck is Carl
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I'm the space
Ill translation navigator
Read thoughts, make you think we chill
then I blast you
[Sabac
We burn the fuckin
I shot the Devil down like we in
His the hostage
Her bodyparts up in a bag
Now watch the gun blast, holdin your chest, for death
The been shot, somebody notify the press
It's all Reaganomics, welfare, and drugs
The government is thugs, why the leader caught a slug
Handle your business, we're writin Yiddish on wishlist
My mind's the sickest, deknowledged devils on my

Necrodamus, hip-hop psychic, bring you the next shady
then infected mind was unprotected
You think me approachin you with a looks bad
It'll be worse, when I slice up your it look all plaid
the muskets up in the bookbag, and when a crook stabs
you in the brain, you feel like you took tabs
The mental grave, one Jew buried under the dug
The walk-in spot, a nice picture for me the mug shot, what?
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Super secret surveillance assailants, in Kansas
Wrap you up in bandage, stitch weapons I brandish
Like trucks and bum, airtight, mucus in vessels
Russian Roulette with bloody headbands, Christopher Walken
A +Deerhunter+, parts unknown, rockin the throne
like Solomon, I killed congressman with two stones
in the fuckin country, Israeli camou' dressed bummy
Ghetto guerillas, religious cats be thinkin
My solar stretch throughout rocks like Stan Goetz
and my vestibule bang on my chest from bad
Come and challenge or battle, get skull-fucked, but be sore
God ultimately saves those whose is pure
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We Elohim, brain in my cranium
They me in a sanitarium, behind walls of titanium
Fifty-One classified spy Area
Doctors Nigeria, Lebanon and Syria
Bronx, I walk through epochs and airlocks
Disengagin doorways into time, cellblock number 13
The Earth's seen the gleam of life beyond humanoid existence
light-year distances
I navigate rip the fabric of space in this race against
Transmit a message backwards through the lines
Control minds with fairly common technocracy
We at your misguided principals and prophecies
My species shapeshift, take on the of an Earthling
If I fail to return back home, alert the
Bring the reinforcements, program the telport
My spatial origin's the starting point begin voyage
into mystery, strange universes, history
Yeah I your fuckin President, you know my steez!
Not Public Enemy, except we non-fiction,
Positive and negative because the a contradiction
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