the city of tremendous enigma's
advanced like sigma
but streets still needs some cleaning
always get the feeling for poutine
its the same routine
so come on lets take a spin
the story starts off in the rivers of prairies
no little house only horny ladies
grab my opus
cant miss the bus
but it comes 15 nigga so what!
pull out the ipod while staring at a fine broad
then some hater trys to steal my lock - on
cant eye beam him like cyclops
but anyway digress this mess
next step
underground fortress
no towers nor dragons
except the blue one that always running
if you miss it you coward in shame
if someones failed you laugh at his pain
sitting quietly in his stomach
while a sexy voice is marking it shit stops
it breaths electronics
fires hydrolics
the clock's still ticking
you waiting for that moment
and thennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
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