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Should I ever let Storm get a 2nd wind??//The closest this broad will get to Oxygen//is dot com//the one Oprah on//Peep that//while I step back and blow kisses to my adoring fans//stand at attention... Your demise is nigh//Ghost in the Machine servos fry//circuits die shortly//even though I'm 5'11//slighlty portly//I'm the bandicoot//Crashing through//Vaginal walls//Leaving you with a sticky mess//manipulate rainstorms for that//in fact my breath control will capsize any vessel//daring to step into the eye of my tempest//have you forfeited already and never stepped into sudden death//My lyrics bless Hare Krishnas to do the Holy step of Penecost//Mind blocks are broken//Absorbing Man has spoken the gospel//and that is the bigger the word//The harder it is for Storm to understand my plan is to assasinte//Take the X from her shoulder pad and stab her in the heart with damnation and humiliation//Marv Albert will need the telestrator and slo motion to break down My Hi Post compositon//Of storm being caught in my 3rd eye hurricaine//Catch Clausrophobia again//Lock you away with my other victims defeated and beat down//Hit Jerichos music......<BR>5,4,3,2,1............<BR>BREAK THE WALLS DOOOOOWWNNNNNN!!!!!!!<P>Welcome to Raw is Jericho<P>Absorbing Man
Shards of rhyme I'ma throw at ya ass<BR>Stay in the cellar - this Storm ain't pass<BR>with a blast of artic ice I'ma freeze up ya skills<BR>making MC pops is my greatest of thrills<BR>Nigga please ya skill is near nonexistant<BR>Quit while you ahead fuck being persistant <BR>know when to give up/ your lyrics is toe up<BR>Spit that ill shit again and the temp will go up<BR>And I'll set you on fire that's fo damn sho'<BR>the eye of my storm is where the ill will not go<BR>Don't even show up when it's time for round two<BR>Belive me when I tell you ya wack shit it through<BR>The Storm has arrived and contrived of ya death<BR>Bring all types of pain like a malevolent Meth<BR>Pressure'a droppin like the lyrics I say<BR>betta run for cover/ my twisters on the way<BR>Blowin ya shit into little pieces of dust<BR>Got no cellar? - oh that ish is must<BR>fuck ya sense of lust that shit don't turn my head<BR>you try and kick that shit and you'll end up dead<BR>I drop all sort of rain and mass amounts of hail<BR>You come against me and you destined to fail <BR>Spittin that shit like you was teflon<BR>You've gone from AbsorbMAn to Mr Tampon<BR>With one wave of my hand I made ya ish fall<BR>Get the kneepads, I make ya ass crawl<BR>Across the sands in blistering heat<BR>Don't ever return- just flee and retreat<BR>I'm the African Lion - you nothin but meat<BR>Beatin you's not a quest, it's a small feat<BR>From my hurricanes, in lyrical oceans you plunge<BR>Pathectic are ya skills - weak like a sponge<BR>Don't and lunge and try and make a comeback<BR>I'm the Queen upon a mountain you just can't attack<BR>so give it up sweetie and and you don't be mad<BR>'cause I sent you off bloody like a ol'maxi pad<BR>don't even talk back and try and deny<BR>you just got ya ass beat by THE bitch in the sky.
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