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On the keyboard

I programmed this

With a mouse click

Now I'm gonna flip this shit

Hear new sounds in the old sounds I pick

When a record spins 'round

Slows down

Rearrange it

Get on the mic and spit 

Craziness

Get a good mix

And hand out the disc

Do a couple shows

Get a press kit

Guest spots with the underground stars of the minute

Til A&R's come with it

First class plane tickets

And a cash advance

Tell the boss to call of vacation plans

Made it to the big dance

Big chance

Gonna tour with a punk band

Get new fans

T-shirts by the grand

Rhyme Network, man

Hoodies and wristbands

They can relate 'cause my rhymes hold weight

And my drums resonate

With the bass

People are hungry, they like the taste

And I've got more to chew than will fit in a face

So consume til you clean off the plate

Inside you, blood contaminate

Vampire cult gonna stay out late

Gonna recruit troops in 50 states

And attack

We know how to act

Disciplined like Trojans

Soldiers, focused

Never the heat of the moment

Patient

World-wide global domination

Every religion

Every nation

Signs up for the organization

Traditional tactics are useless

Who you gonna sanction?

Our money keeps their banks active

Blood money...



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If you ain't figure it yet

I'm here to bomb the set

And I don't need a warhead or a fighter jet

I got a mind and a mic and an EPS

They memorize every rhyme and they don't forget

'Cause I'm

Off Topic, I started this

The biggest threat to the West since Communists

We walked into D.C. with a shopping list

They can't intimidate me with a lobbyist

I ain't running for shit

This is a coup d'etat 

And I'm a rule by force in this Shangri-La

Better call back up when they see the mob

Like a South Philly cop during Mardi Gras

We got numbers multiplied

And we feel no trust where there's only lies

So watch us

Y'all better recognize

We blend in

See-through to the naked eye witness

Empire evangelist

A little more reckless than an activist

Need lots more help than a therapist

Control myself when the panic hits

Like this

Code Poet number one

Got a flow so hot it could be the sun

And I know y'all rock the designer shades

But they can't blind you to my verbal rays

There's no safe place for my crazy ways

So I wander the streets like a rat in a maze

I know I'm trapped and it drives me insane

So fuck the charade

I'm on to the game

It's an afterthought

I've got a war within

Gotta master a few more disciplines

Just to keep my brain waves interesting

Self-taught

I write the curriculum

And speak up 'cause I know they're listening

Motherfuckers, this is your day of reckoning