intro:
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swag

ch.
villians of my youth, all shuttin down
they see me still standin, "nothing cuts him down"
still noted, still quoted, still loaded up
game on my back, only i can hold it up

v1.
if lil wayne's a martian, then i'm alternate reality
any other claim would be a logical fallacy
my fans are all saying, i'm the best and getting better
and i'll stay like that forever, thus transcending any measure
so i guess i'm no ruler, i do not need a palace
my light is so unique like the aurora borealis
if you think you're as phat as me, you better check your figure first
disappeared in bigger shirts, while i spit like a trigger burst
i've come too bloody far just to end up in a trailer
only fear i have left is the fear of epic failure
others running off a cliff like they're wile e. coyete
i won't write their biography, i'm no truman capote
no, i predict the future, a divination major
anything i say will likely happen later
i said 4kids should be run for the artists
now the whole company is bankrupted garbage

v2.
i murder on the microphone, dexter's in my pedigree
paint the studio in blood, cause no makes it red as me
hip hop's in my bones, and nerd's in my heredity
most lack the perspicacity, to say what should be said of me
most dropping common knowledge, while my flows are all wikileaks
everlasting wonka rhymes, my flavor never quickly peaks
they said "he's so magnetic, like, everyone's attracted to him."
plus i'm slash-a recognized, nico named me jacket-kun
space ghost any haters with my arm-braceleted lasers
i blast y'all like confections, since i do it now and laters
a lot of game not a little, plus i offed tom riddle
and you if taste my rainbow, i'll make it rain skittles
i swear i'm going harder, the rewards are just the kicker
because i aim to satisfy, my middle name is snickers
so just call me the candy man, your tastes will be augmented
else if i'm the 4chandy man, leave all y'all discontented