"And they call him..."


Dark Star.
Intergalactic.
Mighty Maximus.
He rips packs with us.
Flips stacks and cracks backs,
no lack with us.
He's Holographic.
Mr. Too bright.
Shine flexin', true vision,
that's true sight.
Fast hands no shuffle,
he's clocked in.
Top 8 no Swiss,
he's locked in.
Majestic.
The One.
He sculpts brain.
What's next, no head?
That's too vain.

Mr. Big time.
Mr. Big show.
Mr. Big pictures,
you're right - he on roll.
Mad expensive,
top cut, he wrecks bills.
Mostly exotic, he toxic,
no cheap thrills.
You thirsty.
He stocks ice.
Twin 30s on rack,
he's too nice.
Twice loko,
He's mad good.
Twisted forty twice spiked,
he on hood.



Tempest.
The Reaper.
He's too quick.
Snag the zap crack and swag two packs.
He's too slick.
He torrential.
He brings rain.
Mad liquid, on god,
facts, he bring pain.
He's the storm, forever,
He's too villain'.
Ride the wave with sunnys,
that's pro chillen'.
Hit the shore, swap sweep,
he's on board.
Rip mad waves, he's wet,
that's encore.

Crash skiff the dock,
he's in store.
Wild ride, respect,
you're in for.
Sub-Nautic.
He's too deep.
No buoy, submerged,
he's too steeped.
Glacier.
On ice, he's too cold.
Ice man, on rocks,
that's two fold.
Intangible, the animal,
he flips tricks.
Blades glory on thin ice,
he's full sticks.
Freeze pop words,
that's linguistic.


Architect.
The Machine.
Manufacturin'.
Semi systems, automatic,
and he's back again.
Protocol breach.
No response all static.
Program malfunction,
they be parallactic.
Engineered.
Fanatic Fanaticism.
That's spastic fantastic,
Relapsed back, what is this with him?

He's Elite.
Gary.
Scout's honor, he's top 4.
Mad badges, legit,
he cops snore.
Flamin' Cheetos,
he's too hot.
Wash hands new snack,
you best not.
Blaze hard,
he's igneous.
Pop red pills,
that's insidious.
Historical.
Hysterical.
Knowledge passed.
It's clerical.


Captain.
Legendary.
With honor, its ours,
it all seems temporary.
Integrity gained, blood,
its all sent capillary.
Mystery moon man,
he's got those tricks.
Antigravity cavity,
makes you net drop bricks.
The wild one, Zed.
The Desperado.
The Chef remembered.
Lone Star.
Affogato.

Big D, you see?
He spawnin' them.
Kings Queen.
Print armies,
there's no stopping them.
Clone wars built,
its under repetition.
Hive mind sync, 
put you into decommission.
Quick pops trottin',
he's chasing you.
No escape, withdrawal,
he's wasting you.
Champ game 3, you swept,
it's too late.
Trophy on lock, yeah,
man, he too great.


[outro]
Now say his name...

And they call him...

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