Zuul - Doctor Zygote, Strange U, King Kashmere

Gandolf… grand

Diesel Burt Reynolds in the Trans Am

Metaphor man of steel

Amateur jack of all trades gettin' secatoured

The return of Professor X to ya resumes

I’m reppin' OTTZ

My effigies lit' up on the screen like Apollo Creed

Polythene pack, body baggin

Toe tag rappers bring 'bout change through my policies

McSpazatron knucklehead

Tensed up while I’m bar spittin' like a dog snarlin'

I javelin this pigs ear to the page

Intellects properties I protect sprays scotch guard it

This is button man repertoire

Dunce hat flows I’m sick to the back teeth

I bring that break neck speed till ya spine snap

Now rewind that like I’m stoker blood on the leaves

Creepin' into the back of your mind

I white widow ya doors riddled with remorse

Seepin' into them cobbles of ya memory lanes

I 5 Michelin star riffin' that 3 course

Analogist, anthropologists

Stand and acknowledge it’s under the cap

Under the ground and out to the sun

The thunder and lightning I brung in abundance from the front to the cap

Analogist, anthropologists

Stand and acknowledge it’s under the cap

Under the ground and out to the sun

The thunder and lightning I brung in abundance

Yo, Yo

Back to life, backed your own reality

Back to the lab, dissecting a Greys anatomy

Back to the grill again, back to the future island of Gilligan

Back to the true desires of sicker men

Grip the neck, squeeze till the head pops

Insects worship on bended knees to the Xbox

I worship the Sega god with the blue fur

My mother’s Lara Lor-Van, my father’s Lex Luther

The Daxamite in the Phantom Zone

I stand alone, mad selfies on the camera phone

Genuflect, all hail the Mr Kill

Chicks say I’m hard to swallow similar to a bitter pill

This is ill like Aids related pneumonia

You say you have the real but haters say it’s zirconia

I got the Superman cold crush diamond

Under no illusion, I’m a old fuck rhymin'

Got the pimped out zimmer frame turbo

You wanna know the time?

Get a bigger name journo

Word bro, my body’s in the South East

My heart is in the North West, Im' tryna be on South Beach

Never tryna be without heat

Even my neighbours say «Could you turn it up louder please»

Rock Zool on the Genesis

On the Pegasus, got tools for the nemesis

Zool on the Genesis

On the Pegasus, got tools for the nemesis

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I’m signallin' the UFO’s down for more landings