Seven Light Years by Copywrite
When the mic is near me, you've got every right to fear
me
So ahead of my time not even a psychic hears me
When his hand drops my brain unlocks
And you're dodgin this insane assault, I wouldn't
entertain the thought
Battle scars I'll leave you stuck with it
My style's like a pussy with AIDS, you don't wanna fuck
with it
Non believers who won't accept we're the hottest, sleep
on us
And wake up in flamed tore up pajamas
Your thought's weak, move on,
I change your heartbeat from twelve BPMs to the speed
of a Luke song
If you even puke wrong your career's sold I'm too
strong
I can hold Jupiter with my earlobes
I'll pull out some shit I wrote when I was seventeen
it's so ?impious? to shit you wrote a week ago
I'm timeless, priceless; you rhymeless, micless
Bottom line I'm the nicest
My I.Q. doubles when in times of crisis
And my mind's as sharp as this razor you bout to get
sliced with
All day during eternity. Always
"Copywrite seven eight" will echo through hells
hallways
[hook x2]
I came seven light years before the dark ages
With eight different infinite ways to spark stages
Got a nine man crew that controls the reign
And the soul of every listener that knows my name
I posess what you stupid motherfuckers need to get
If it ain't Megahertz or Weathermen it's a piece of
shit
The mic's the worst solution to even this
Cuz you'll go through twice the persecution Jesus did
I'll step on stage with a black cape with a wack rhyme
about your fat date
And how I met your mommy on the chat line
This fool Nelson will put you in a full nelson
Leave you layin face down in your stool yelpin
A thousand of your fans ready to kill me
And tell the sound man if he wants to jump in he can
feel free
Instead of threats in your face I sprayed your ass to
hell
Blast myself and resurrected a day later
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