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CIRCLE OF LIFE
I'm Wet Dentist the sleepwalking manic whose every dream got a timebomb tick,
and while I slay you, I'll say a little prayer for you, but no, I won't save it till the morning after.
I'll come atcha right away with rhymes swirling like the blades of a killer helicopter,
and while I battle you, you'll catch some fever and some blemishes,
and you'll think it never finishes, like the death of a Nero getting drowned in a tar pit.
Like getting crushed underneath the pyramids, I won't let you get your words in.
Wet Dentist chapter and versin', and now you can't think straight.
You got no clue what to do with what I put on your plate.
Circle of life. Looks like the clock just fucking struck on you.
But see now, that's why I'll slay you right now. Circle of life, right? Slay you right now.
While you stutter out your rhymes, I'm checking the DOW.
Your rhymes are tired, see, like a swampy canal.
Ten times stronger than your laundry detergent, heaving the winds that crush the Aleutians,
Wet Dentist pressing the fresh mechanism, keeping the square root inside my long division.
Why was it that you thought you could last like you had some sort of infinite past?
Wet Dentist. Wet Dentist. When I battle on the mic, the lights come out my eyes,
and I'm never one to wait around like a sucker for the stupid surprise.
I'm immune like a gun or a bomb all sunk in the ocean
with connections to the styrofoam peanut floating on top of the magic potion.
An inaudible commotion, a backwards notion. I won't let you get your words in.
Wet Dentist chapter and versin'.
Circle of life. Looks like the clock just fucking struck on you.
Circle of life motherfucker. Splat, take that. Do you believe that? No, you can't.
You were a sycophant anyway.
Why was it that you thought you could last like you had some sort of infinite past?
Well, the clock just fucking struck on you.
Well, the clock just fucking struck on you.
Psychotropic might be the topic, when I drop it.
Wet Dentist, the anti-somnambulator, the criss-cross obstifustigator,
the simile to a walking-upright alligator when I slay you.
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