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  1. Lyrics:

    Prologue
    Now it’s time for our wrap-up
    Let’s give it everything we’ve got
    Ready? Begin

    A
    Artificial Amateurs aren’t at all amazing, analytically I assault animate things

    B
    Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat, buildings are broken basically I’m bombarding

    C
    Casually create catastrophes casualties, cancelling cats got they canopies collapsing

    D
    Detonate a dime of dank daily doin’ doe, demonstrations don data on the down low

    E
    Eatin’ other editors with each and every energetic epileptic episode, elevated etiquette

    F
    Furious fat fabulous fantastic, flurries of funk felt feeding the fanatics

    G
    Gift got great global goods gone glorious, gettin’ godly in this game with the goriest

    H
    Hit ‘em high hella hype historical, hey Holocaust hymns hear ‘em holler at your homeboy

    I
    Imitators idolize I intimidate, in an instant I’ll rise in an irate state

    J
    Juiced on my jams like Jheri curls jockin’ joints, justly it’s just me writing my journals

    K
    Kindly I’m kindling all kinds of ink on, karate kick type Brits in my kingdom

    L
    Let me live a long life lyrically lessons is, learned lame louses just lose to my livery

    M
    My mind makes marvelous moves masses, marvel and move many mock what I’ve mastered

    N
    (Censored) nap knowing I’m nice naturally, knack never lack make noise nationally

    O
    Operation opposition off not optional, out of site out of mind wide-beaming opticals.

    P
    Perfected poem powerful punchlines, pummeling petty powder puffs in my prime

    Q
    Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it’s quantum, quarrelers ain’t got a quarter what of we got ‘em

    R
    Really raw raps risin’ up rapidly, riding the rushing radio activity

    S
    Super scientifical Sound search sought, silencing super fire saps that are soft

    T
    Tales ten times talented too tough, take that challengers get a tune-up

    U
    Universal unique untouched, unadulterated the raw uncut

    V
    Verb vice lord victorious valid, violate vibes that are vain make ‘em vanish

    W
    While I’m all well would a wise wordsmith, just weavin’ up words weeded up on my work shift

    X
    Xerox my X radiation holes extra large, X-height letters and xylophone tones

    Y
    Yellowback yak-mouth young one’s yaws, yesterday’s lawn yardsale I yawn.

    Z
    Zig zag Zombies, zoomin’ to the zeaneth, zero-in zen thoughts overzealous rhyme zealots!

    Epilogue
    That’s good can you say it faster

    Note: I learned this in 8th grade when my teacher and I were talking about rapping and he dared me to learn this song over the course of the weekend. He said the class would get a movie day if I did it. I ended up actually doing it, so that was pretty cool. He stayed true to his promise, which was nice and we all got a movie day.

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