What\'s known as the Holocaust of the Wu Tang Clan, Alcatraz, I Catch Fire..\n\nAnd the city did sink into the depths of the sea, \nAnd the inhabitants there over drown. \nSparks frightening and there were exceedingly sharp lightning\'s. \nSuch has never had been known, falter scared in all the land. \nThis is dedicated to fire, what came first liar. \nSpine of titanium, \nAn invisible alien hawk stalks the lost jungles of Asia. \nKilling soldiers, thrilling heat holders. \nThe eldest dragon, you\'d be held assassins. \nWhether cellar mast, been backwards clever never, \nEmbezzler, interstellar bastard, bad pretty dastardly city. \nThe Tasmanian devil was called the devil by early European settlers, \nWho were terrified by its demonic cries lost. \nAll along the horror score, fire wasp. x2 \nAt last you crash like the colossus of roads, jump away like toad. \nTired of being harassed by your stupid parents. \nBionic bomb shelters, sub-atomic, incoherent lyrics to a cometh. \nIt took a day to reach the summit. the high cost of living, \nTurkey F-A-N-G-S giving. I bring lightning. I\'m king pieces of the ocean, \nJust swimming. It never go to extra innings. \nFriend im the pride of beside, Henry Jeckel much obliged to highs, \nMr. Edward Hyde. The good witches ride. \nAnd Frankenstein can\'t help to rhyme, I spark and laugh in the dark, \nAnd boss the holocaust. Gone to concrete island of Alcatraz. \nTwo about to blast, man listen Ill swallow a gun and go to San Queinten \nI catch Fire x \'whatever\' \n\nA sharp siezor ten times more sensitive than light \nAnd rap a hired killer, he\'s like Linus and the blanket \nReal vampires prefer counts of Hollywood actresses \nThe ceiling collapsing gave in, I catch fire. [x2] \n\nThe Ancient Egyptians bathed in blood of pagan prescriptions \nIt was chosen, stolen, so misbehaved by thug[?] \nMC so badly crushed \nThat he was loosing a cup of blood with every heartbeat \nI stalk obsolete. \nAt night, I walk and talk on the street, the midnight rambler. \nIve been waiting for four long years, buried in the sand \nUnder the shade of a tree and its just a matter of time \nUntil a large man will use the tree as a sun shade. \nAnd that\'s when I launch my attack, nigga-I can rap. \nThe assassin bug lives in Latin American, the best \nDoes your home have an uninvited guest? \nThe body will shut down after loosing aphlorize [?] \nFour Pints a vital thresh. \nWhen the sun goes down in America, \nToo South of nowheres, sos don\'t go there, \nA murder in silent hill, for real, Im the violent tyrant still. \nA deadly spider calling you, ?you\'re toys.? \nBoys in New York there are nine rats to every person. \nThis one, my noise, red heavy curtain. \nWhen the moon goes down in America, an executioner goes to work. \nGloriously destructive, the eldest dragon, \nI\'m sinister as a ghost that lurks. A murder on shadow mountain. \nPolice blood hounds used to track down the killer. \nThe stealth hazard, you\'re tarred in, \nA store held captive by armed men. \n\n[Chorus] \n\nSomething made of pieces fitted together. \nThe killer morphed the bird killer off, kind bounty bastard, \nFind the last hazard county, Alaskan like madmen standing. \nI strike liver then bad friend, A white spider assassin. \nAssemblage, crime-ending, a collection or gathering assembly line \nChinese wine, Im hollow, I swallow my pocket change to a dime. \nNo discreet street patriotic language. I am Procrustes, \nA villain of Greek mythology who made his strange victim\'s anguish. \nInlaid, work made from small pieces. \nWe can debate life, \nWe can debate life, \nWe can debate life about a piece of unrecorded tape, \nThat is used for threading the tape onto a tape drive. \nLoose when you snooze and ooze women who gather supports, \nReports or comments on the news. Enemies bleed. \nFamous for some bad quality or deed \nLike a hired killer. A campfire thriller. \nLondon England produced the first police force the niggas lost. \nMedieval during the village at night hyenas hurt fifty people. \nAnd black mamba has been known to kill seven people in in fact, \none attack. The scorpion kills one thousand people every year. \nSnakes are only carnivores themed, a fucking box jellyfish sting. \nIn 1897 Bram Stoker wrote Dracula. Off a place staked, \nThe werewolf coyote he escaped. \nIgor\'s (?) side of the vampire legend began in Eastern Europe, \nWhere blood sucking creatures were once thought to be, \nThe souls of the dead that rose from the bed and grave quiet, \nAnd wandered about the night, to drink the blood from living \nBut hombre I\'m eifle with a rifle, \nLike Clint eastward in Unforgiven. \nIm above it to no purpose, thinking nothing of it. \nMy Cronos is like playing catch or skipping rope with a ghost. \nThe holocaust, I leave lost like, in hope. \nA large Bermuda triangle boat, Holmes. Im loud \nSo bloods on the wing. Alcatraz is too proud. \nI killed forty eight men and one for snoring too loud.

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