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[00:00.27]Since you're my special friend come closer for a special treat[00:06.66]I'm going to let you touch me in a special place[00:11.94]It is never ok to touch someone else's private parts[00:18.24]Your mom and dad will tell you so[00:22.38]Yo,' eyes get blind like Tupac gettin' shot in the lobby[00:25.29]Most MCs styles is robbery of my freestyles as a hobby[00:28.65]I pick apart monkey brains and spread disease through hot zones[00:31.32]My cameos on promos seem strange like someone's not home[00:34.23]Bigg Jus the outsider, rain on your dream field[00:36.63]With styles so freakin' wet mother****ers, need maxi panty shields[00:39.69]Expose more moles out the closet that lead paint on your tenement[00:42.54]Got more Black thought to my Roots than most niggas, got in[00:44.79]Their pigment, it's the baby faced lieutenant with the Luck like Luciano[00:48.18]Hardcore like Kool G Rap music made for concert piano[00:51.00]So dust off the candelabra, hip-hop's version of the super Don Dada[00:54.60]With the license to give more ass whippings than Father[00:56.85]You couldn't see me with binoculars way ahead of myself like telepathy[00:59.64]Make most crews disappear like blackheads on Oxy creme[01:02.34]Under the lights I **** up mics with my uncanny ability to heat seek[01:05.67]Through brain facilities with the science of microchemistry[01:08.34]This history of my hip-hop is too deep to be dissected[01:10.95]Niggas recollect don't even half step or try to test it black[01:14.07]Bigg Jus, I drop so much bullshit my anus needs an ice pack[01:16.92]In fact I'm all that, El-P yo bring the horns back[01:21.33]Right through the center of your focus picture a long silver needle[01:26.04]Piercin' the outer lens of your eyesight[01:29.13]And once again in one verse we have proven[01:33.06]We can rip all these signed big budget mother****ers[01:37.95]Peace to Stretch and Bobbito[01:39.18]Ye, olde lyrics of fire surface bombs from X-wing fighters stance[01:44.34]To B-boy actors fracture negative thirty below wind chill factor[01:47.70]The counteraction is just a helpless action of the hapless flinchin'[01:50.82]My supersonics leave you mute like Maggie Simpson[01:53.46]Taxidermist El-P I defy translation[01:56.01]Instigate and set in crates throughout your whole situation[01:58.86]Practice exposing perfection like Ricki Like exposes white trash[02:01.92]My bullshit, is strange X-file number 2, 6, 7 whiplash[02:04.77]Triple felon emcee minus the melanin when I bomb it[02:07.86]The type of bullshit, to make baby, Jessica jump in the well again[02:10.32]Sun*************nes or rain acid, El-P the battle master[02:13.17]Lactose breakin' down your ****in' fractals till you're flaccid[02:16.17]I'm leavin' Las Vegas, like a hundred flyin' Elvises[02:18.60]Raid, spot my prey, swoop down and cross their pelvises[02:21.42]Rat nerve like David grill smoke mother****ers catch my frozen frame[02:24.42]Suspended you couldn't even **** with my idle fidget[02:27.27]My birthright I'm pulling swords from stones high tone beam[02:29.94]Phonetically abort it try to distort it and catch a silent scream, fetus[02:33.42]The raw daddy tactics prove Krush Groove unstoppable[02:36.12]Testin' luck it's like suckin' on lead pink Popsicles[02:38.43]The Enigma, no one can **** with me yet but I'm not signed[02:41.01]You wanna battle, it's better to look in the mirror[02:42.63]Say, Candyman five times[02:50.07]Just a promo understand, to be the man you got[02:55.95]To beat the man, me and Bigg Jus[02:59.79]Company Flow clan, I can touch it, Mr.Len, wasup mother****ers[03:12.09]Hit me with that bullshit some time, Bigg Jus, Lune TNS[03:15.24]The almighty El-P, the imperial DJ Mr.Len[03:19.95]Company Flow swingin' it to you live for '95