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Cool like a million, killin' time like Cambodian landmines.

Mind blowin' so free I can't keep up wit me!

My solid gold flow, liquid H20..

Just watch the mercury rise as I take to di-skies.

A masked rider unblocked to tha top-of-tha-charts,

Ma heatwave on tha airwaves - MCs pop-like-tarts.

Red-hot hollowtips spittin' from my lips...

Explode on contact when they hit they targets.



My split perception, like 2 halves of ma brain,

Connect in stereovision where I hijack other planes.

I'm a domestic threat - to Homeland insecurity!

Masses mesmerized by visual-lies of our media-ocracy,

Politicians verbal-lies-in' straight-up hypocrisy,

And who ain't sellin' out to our corporate cash-ocracy?

See while I got ya heads bobbin',

I get ya domes blowin' like Lewinsky on Clinton...



Bych betta call the po-lice, cuz I'm a thief in tha night,

Exit stage left, I just stole ya spotlight!

If bein' dope was a crime, I'd be a federal convict,

Life sentences from my pen - if rhymin' was a sin,

I'd be on America's Most Wanted...

Dial me in.

I got no defense - I'm guilty-as-charged,

Just anotha wannabe MC-@-large.