[Verse 1: Possessed]
Even with asthma attacks and cancer trapped in my chest
I ran the length of Africa without catching my breath
Got Santa's head attached to my sled
My sperm don't make new lives, it brings old ones back from the dead
Test your knee's reflex with sledgehammers instead
Race a wolf pack with slabs of meat strapped to my legs
Guillotines shatter on impact on my neck
In swamps I swam and dragged an alligator to fathomless depth
Won't just damage your rep
Hijack harrier jets
Crash 'em into the rapper that has to battle me next
I'm a manic depressed
A mad hatter that's gradually lost sanity from not cashing reality checks
Get smacked for your lack of respect
Strap Maximus to the back of a chariot, have him dragged to his death
Gather to maximum strength, hazard a guess at
Whose patterns are blessed
Psiklone, Plasma, Possessed!

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All you rappers playing catch-up best lace your boots - tight
Change the game's what we came to do - right
Raise the roof 'till the sun stop burning and the world stop turning cause we in this for life!

[Verse 2: Psiklone]
Laser encrypted information to erase my existence
Dates back to Arabian princes and ancient Egyptians
I lip-lock exhaust pipes, inhaling emissions
And ghost-ride motor bikes missing the brakes and the pistons
Immortal God not facing extinction
Brain's an intricate webbing of interconnecting cables and systems
Magician sawing straight through assistants
I'm chained in flaming straitjackets but escape in an instant
Outshine the day of the Triffids
Degrading your vision
Blinding the nation and killing the population of Britain
Training with ninjas in sacred traditions
Racing acres of distance
Saving geishas on dangerous missions
Force the angel Gabriel to change his religion
From the most faithful of Christians
To the pagan equivalent
Mentally unstable condition
Crash headfirst with a plane as it's lifting
And survive the fatal collision

[Hook: x2]

[Verse 3: Plazma]
Yo, it's the end of your days
When I step in the place
Cause I'll sever your veins
With pestilence smeared onto the edge of my blade
These men are insane, venting our rage in menacing ways
I beheaded your dame and then kept the head for display
The super-villain - I dress in a cape committing brutal killings
Jabbing you with used syringes infected with AIDS
Terrorize heaven's plains
Charge the gates in
On behalf of satan
And cause God himself to question his faith
Remember my face? I killed your family members
And if you come back for vengeance
Then I'll kill every friend that you've made
You get fed the remains of a corpse injected with mace
Force-fed raw flesh and then several segments of brain
A devilish saint, mention my name and get sent to your grave
Infested and plagued with the world's deadliest snakes
I walk the earth - it trembles 'n' quakes
Plazma, '07, FUCK YOU, and on that note I'm resting my case

[Hook x2]

[Outro]