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(feat. Opio (Souls of Mischief)) Mic check Rakim [Opio] Yeah Playing like Prince Purple Rain in Minneapolis And snatch up your ?appleonia? With the hazardous, batting averages Swing hard like Joe Dimaggio Akin to winning rap roulette at the Belazio Opio's unstoppable, killin all the sacrilige Keep my shit locked and loaded until the caps in this Real as a Vietnam flashback, imagine this Crushing your cardiac harder than an Aztec I might choke or snitch [what?] Like Slobodan Milosevic [Oh shit] Holding on with both my fists You'll the Ultimate Fighting Championships Were jumpin in your living room Fucking up your amplifier So loud it damn near chipped your tooth [what] I'm living proof that there's mind over matter Your spine'll get shattered +Three Eyes+ comin at ya [ha ha] SongtexteFaster than plasma beams, futuristic [Mr. Lif] The master dreams of a society twisted One cult with everyone enlisted Clingin to religion just to feel uplifted Brother I can feel your aggression Life on a whole is in question We ignore what we don't mention To err is human, but the road we're assumin Stops all things from breathing and the flowers from bloomin Now I'm no historian, but I recall That ALL Civilizations fall We give up our control but we suffer from withdrawal We learn how to walk now we're too proud to crawl (You thinking large?) (We need to think small) (Man first the universe) (That's the ultimate brawl) [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania