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if I had the power to gather all of my favorite emcees With the illest comic book characters and they arch enemies? Inconcievable? Unbelievable? Yet as as it seems The Emperor and Lee would coach the two opposing teams Keep it clean no no gats guns no interfearance Comic book characters would go up with raw lyrics Now I take, whoever might be on break from doin And have signed up for the Last Emperor's Secret Wars Sure, for that kind of capacity, you need a crazy arena that stretch from west Philadelphia to east Medina If I'm able, I'd put it on pay-per-view through my And give free to my neighborhood bums with no cable Yeah, that sounds phat, now we've squared away the propositions Let's begin with the ultimate competion "Let the games begin!" Set it off, the fight of the century KRS and Professor X would each other mentally With rhymes, these two team captains no time Charles Xavier tried to invade Kris Parker's He shot a cerebral probe at Kris's mind, but he it X taken out by the Blastmaster's metaphysics Round two, new fight, word to life, you see this Locked in mortal combat is Dr. and The Genius Here son, he's no match, let that grafted wizard it 'My Liquid slashes straight through Dr. Strange's Magic' Another down, and now the score is two to zero Gy words from the Genius, and he's my rhymin hero Now the next fight was conducted in a rough manner Specifically Reggie Noble and Dr. David Banner Or I say the Incredible Hulk when he's amped off the gamma? But Reggie Noble soon became the Incredilbe and slammed him You know how Redman gets when his adrenaline starts Started schitzin in the ring, so then the tired jump in Ben leaps into the ring, and after Redman he lunges 'But Reggie Noble dropped him two Brick City punches!' Rhymes by the bunches, get dirtier than Middle Eastern dugeouns to set this like Detective Columbo and his hunches While the clean out the ring, cause the last fight was so intense Let's do a live interview with the brother Common Sense 'Yeah, yeah it's Common Sense, and Iceman tried to me, So I took him to Chicago and told him to take it He couldn't see me with my applejack hat and and Cyclops, I got No I.D. and Y Not' Good Common Sense, that last album was tight Let me get back to the ring and the next fight Now the next fight had to be the of all times We got Dr. Octapus 'versus the mighty Rhymes!' Doc Oct versus Busta? Man that stuff is He'll get his eight ripped off, goin up agaisnt the dreads 'Ha, ha! Now Dr. Octapus, who you think you The god can never lose, so you it will never happen Lyrically making you sleepy, you'll a nap when I you with my dreads, lights out, you'll kiss the canvas' Before my eyes, I see the demise of superhero Next up is Ras versus Magneto Now anything when Magneto battles foes Ras Kass had him shivering, delivering ultramagnetic was now deceased, and a wise man said it best "The sun rises in the east, but can still set it the west" Now with all these heroes down, Stan Lee refuses to He got Storm from the X-Men, as if I couldn't the gender Stan Lee 'Excelsior!' Yo, Stan you best to chill 'There's no match for Storm,' I he's never heard of Lauryn Hill Now we all kow controls the temperature and weather Started runnin' off at the lip, and L-Boog was 'Whatever' See she just got fom tours, she's a bit to tired to spar So she clocked Storm the head with my man Wyclef's guitar All silence is ceased, out of nowhere the Beast Versus Jeru the Damaja, the Prophet from the east Releasing rhymes will pound you into the ground, there'll be no two Another victory for hip-hop from the Rotten Scoundrel Now the underground sewer that lies deep below the ring Is where the Mutant Ninja Turtles and Das EFX do their thing and Donatello, they both know we can do this 'So kiggedty crazy Drayze hit both with raw sewage' Now Rafeal and Michaelangelo, those two who are brothers Brooks smacked 'em with the Das EFX logo, the cover Whether you're or animal, vegitable or miggety-mineral Before you to Das EFX you best be hard like a criminal Taking you to ringside, just when you thought it was over The last battle was brought by G.I.Joe and Cobra and soldiers, G.I. Joe was rollin' thick But I'll get the of hip-hop, a.k.a. The Boot Camp Click World War Three for '98 in the of all these troops I could see general Buckshot goin toe to toe Duke Salute the captain, for rappin, cause now we know hard, Catchin wreck like Steele and Tek going up the Crimson Gaurd Charging after you, smashin' you smashin' through The Joe team is O.G.C. and Ruck the Irrational Then all of a sudden I hear real loud crack! 'The military Big Rock just broke Roadblock's back!' Adding to injury to Stan Lee and his team We've got Weapon X from Canada, a.k.a. You know the routine, his can rip rappers for days But here comes the Man, a.k.a. Johnny Blaze! Wolverine you can't hang, when Tical does his Paralize you with the from the Method Man's fang! This is the battle as the stratosphere gets darker We got Nasir Jones versus Peter Nasty Nas at halftime, versus the webslinger Illmatic versus in the rotten apple where the dead linger He cursed the day that ever bit him And gave him a copy of the LP, It Was Written For all up and emcees, I've got a question, If I made a Secret Wars Part Two, would your name be mentioned? Would you the final cut? I even the nicest give their titles up Writing rhymes slash crimes like the Blue Falcoln and Dynomutt Stick around for the battle slash adventure, And if you see Stan Lee, tell him that the Last sent ya [echoes]