In a cocoon, I resided on the dark side of the moon And from my two lips, spit lyrics that caused the lunar eclipses Cuz every rhyme is so big, every line is so sick Every time I do this, I’m straight clearing the room
Shake the floor like an earthquake… Move your ass like it’s your birthday, Get in the blackbird, cuz every wack word Uttered against me on your laptop screen Trust me, son, I’m doing stuff that you just have not seen
I’m sorta like a master thief in disguise, flex the triggers And focus with my electronic eyes, it’s gettin’ bigger In 2011, comin’ and straight ventin’ frustrations And reclaiming’ Nation X back from political figures
Super sentinel with a sentient mind Designed to fight back for the good of mankind Cockin’ guns and blowin’ minds While I was gone, Adam had some secret military surgery done So really, this is how the West was won..
Chorus: I got weapons plus skills plus athletic agility Weapons plus balance plus mad healing abilities Weapons plus endurance, coordination in place Weapon plus stealth killer, twin glocks in ya face
Call me Fantomex Rappin’ like my damn life depended it Call me Fantomex Spittin’ like every rhyme extended it And really you don’t wanna mess with this Cuz I’m back and better than ever, on spectacularness
It’s like the Second Coming, after the eve of destruction passed Just an onslaught of lyrics for any rapper that asked Sing a song of executioner’s, concepts we produced in the Style of classic rap, as we watched the fall of the mutants it’s the
Same as it ever was, age of apocalypse Cuz for haters, we took a hard policy, zero tolerance Decimation of endangered species left in the shelter Organized confusion, the x-tinction agenda
But still I see Utopia after the long test And sure, some could say I had a messiah complex Cuz I’ve seen good men get massacred, burned in the infernos Still rose like a phoenix, their souls shining eternal
Don’t ask me if the Dream’s end’s in sight To me, it’s all extremist views showing up in the fight And still this represents a battle we just haven’t yet When the sun sets, you can watch destiny manifest
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I just noticed a vacuum in my rap music and stuff I just heard the cats who said that all geek music just sucked No one told me, “Make raps.” No, Adam did that So hopefully you’d avoid the blowback
Cuz at first, they thought this shit was a joke, playing it off Pretty soon I saw them posting on their facebook wall And then next, I saw them buying albums in packs After that passed, I saw the crowds who knew the words to my tracks
And I hope I can give back, free music and dope shit And still act gracious to know that it’s all y’all that made this And I’m hoping to make hits, and I’m hoping to stay true All the while, hoping to say something that’s positive too
But if you talkin’ shit about anyone in my crew, Then oh my god, my first beef track, that song might be about you Actually, I’ll just spit it here to save the time Nah, matter of fact, I won’t pay y’all any mind