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Possessed-Yo, YoEven when asthma attacks and cancer trapped in my chestI ran the length of Africa without catching my breathGot Santa's head attached to my sledMy sperm don't make new lives, it brings old ones back from the deadTest your knees reflex with sledgehammers insteadRace a wolf pack with slabs of meat strapped to my legsGuillotine shatter on the impact of my neckIn swamps I swam and drag an alligator to fathomless depthWon't just damage your set, I eject Harrier jetsCrash them into the rapper that has to battle me nextI'm a manic depressedA mad hatter that gradually lost sanity from not cashing reality checks Get smacked for your lack of respectStrap Maximus to the back of a chariot, have him dragged to his deathGather to maximum strength, hazard are guessed itThese patterns are blessed; Psiklone, Plazma, Possessed Chorus x2All you rappers playing catch-up best lace your boots (tight!)Change the game is what we came to do (right!)Raise the roof till the Sun stop burningAnd the world stop turning (Cause we in it for life!) Psiklone-Letras de cancionesLaser encrypted information to erase my existenceDates back to Arabian princes and ancient EgyptiansI lip-lock these horse pipes inhaling their missionsI ghost ride/write motorbikes missing the breaks and the pistonsImmortal gods are facing extinctionBrain 's an intricate webbing of interconnecting cables and systemsMagicians sawing straight through assistantsI'm chained in flaming straight jackets, but escape in an instantSat shining the day of decrepitDegrading your vision, blinding the nation,And killing half of the population of BritainTraining with ninjas in sacred traditions, Racing naked distance, saving Geishas on dangerous missionsForce the angel Gabriel to change his religionFrom the most faithful of Christians to the pagan equivalentMentally I'm stable condition, crashing verses is a plane is lifted and survive the fatal collision Chorus x2 Plazma-Yo, it's the end of your days when I step in the placeCause I'll sever your veins with pestilence smeared onto the edge of my bladeThese men are insane, venting our range in menacing waysI'll beheaded your dame and then kept the head for displayThe super villain undressed in a cape committing brutal killingsTrapping you with new syringes infected with AIDSTerrorize heaven's plains, charge the gatesAnd on the behalf of Satan and cause God himself to question his faithRemember my face, I killed your family membersAnd if you come back for vengeance, then I kill every friend that you've madeYou'll get fed the remains of a corpse infected with maceForce fed raw flesh then and several segments of brainA defilest saintMention my name and get sent to your graveInfested and plagued with the worlds most deadliest snakesWalk the earth, it trembles and quakesPlazma roll seven wrote fuck you And on that note I'm wresting my case Chorus x2 (Scratching)-Who the fuck passed you the mic?MultiplicityMind full of sick thoughtsI did things beyond your flows, eons ago - CanibusPlay time, till multiplicity shinePlease!Who the fuck passed you the mic?Mind full of sick thoughtsI did things beyond your flows, eons ago - CanibusMultiplicityPlease!Outro-Is that something you prepared or did you just rhyme that many times in a row by accident? - Adam Sandler from Eight Crazy Nights From Letras Mania