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Verse One: Mondo, Vex
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I can see your only eyes, locked into your skull
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My backbone the zone and when I roam my mind is full
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Guess who? I'm swoopin through the air like pestilence
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I know your nerves are shot and skin is tight from my presence
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Got the aura of a gazelle and roll like an ox
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I linger in the air and make my vocals bust shots
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to your dome, I'm thicker than a junkie's nostrils or veins
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the membrane, of a party, nucleus of the brain
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The cytoplasma, is gettin phatter as it grows
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and expansions of the soul so throw the trash below dig within
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Your mental will extend upon arrival of the truth the spiritual
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ya hear it nigga you'll get loose
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So light the wick and let's get busy
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Like a stick into your teeth
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I override the threshold, and take it back to the sea
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Who can it be? Dance up in the party
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Come and grab the microphone, come and move my body
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Well I came through the door, I said it before
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I never let the stress get me down anymore
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So as we walk through the thresholds of snake in the grass
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I thought of super vicious shapes, lyrics begin to mass
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Feel the blast as the format of the rap smakcs the skit
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No profanity but the tongue is rough spit
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Verbal vomit, strings the atomic
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Some electrospectroscopic storm, rising from the quorum
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It's like what? All up in your grill as we be strokin to the doom
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Eliminating gloom as we walk in
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With the WalkMan's on, turned up to ten
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Apocalypse is comin, Boogiemonsters', transcend
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With the
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Dan-ne-na, dan-ne-na
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Dan-ne-nanny-yah on your block
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Rock the ill one for energy, blesses as the mess
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Penetrates the thresholds of negative stress
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Chorus: Repeat 2X
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[Dan-ne-na, dan-ne-na] The recognized thresholds of negative stress
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[Dan-nah-nah-neyaa] The recognized thresholds of negative stress
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Verse Two: Yodared, Myntric
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I like the bare back when I rip my rap on the track
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MC's be beggin for mercy, but we don't be cuttin no slack, see
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Yoda's on attack and Myntrick got my back
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Peep the ver-nacular, cause I don't know how to act
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Spectacular, back you up like Dracula
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Feedin off the energies, flip em like french toast I be the spatula
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My man my blackness, we're, comin through the fatness
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The drifter, floatin to the mist of the wackness
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Attack us like a virus, look into my iris
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Save that Achey Breaky Heart stuff for Billy Ray Cyrus
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Just one of four Jugganauts, breakin down the walls
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I fall into my zone and I realize all
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So bring the noise b-boys, cause we're back
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Peep the naked flow, bust the dreaded afro check the track
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and plus the microphone, when I take you back
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Represent the Boogie Down, moster when the sound hold me black
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Chorus:
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Verse Three: Vex, Mondo
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Well it's the taker of the took-en, the shaker of the shook-en
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My head will bop and rock like the niggaz bop in Brooklyn
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on the block, so you don't stop
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And ya don't stop when I rock and the nine goes pop
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Remember me, I be the kid with the Catholic uniform
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But nowadays, ahh, the girlies just swarm
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I don't know why, I'm walkin through the negative stress
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Ghinga levi, is use-ful and still may get the thresh
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Well I'm that little peasy-headed kid from back in the day
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The one that could run fast, cut and go the other way
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and run a three-eight forty, leave ya in the chills
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Leave ya at the twenty standin still holdin ya dillz
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I used to get frustrated with my Nike's
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It never matched my wears, I used to be in tears
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I used to be chillin, I used to roll dice
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Nowadays I'm thrillin, my wears are twice as nice
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And nice on the rhyme flip, watch how my rhyme tip
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Just gets more complex, as we come, let me say my name is Vex
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Fe fi fo fum, ho hum, yes I said it, before
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But bring it in, Mondo, my man cause he got more
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One day I be the rich and famous sittin in my Nova
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Scoopin chicks, gettin chicks, to flip like bend over
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Got my powerful, ice-ring, and everybody's witness
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and the swing techniques, so flow you fly freak
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So in ninety-four, yo, it's all about the music
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Here it comes, spiritually, now you can, use it
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So ah, eliminate the worst and the best
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And eliminate the threshold, of negative stress
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