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2025 - masterminds lyrics

[verse 1: kimani]
2025 the best rapper alive
walking new york amongst remains of society’s lies
how i survived stays a mystery
for the past 10 years i’ve plotted and schemed to reverse the history
i built a ship to go back in time
equipped with a device straight from the second line of “the ante” rhyme
in 2005 the diabolical mr. ill
slipped hip hop a poisonous pill
concentration camps were built
and rappers were k!lled and blacklisted in mccarthiest guilt
now i’m poised to hilt to make it to the launching spot
peek around the corner quick (you there. stop!)
now i got two on my trail
with heat seeking laser missiles ready to send my whole essence to h*ll
if i fail it marks an end to bambatta’s legacy
so now it’s time for me to pull out the weaponry
i let three fly then i duck right
into a hotel lobby where it seems my lucks right
i found a 22 year old breasted martian chick
with 3 nipple rings who says that i can chill in her crib
slid to 405b turned on the full wall tv
poured out rum and coke, she gave me deep throat
and there we stayed til the dawn broke
jumped in the hovercraft strapped in, pushed the g*force way past 10
out to the country side
through a time portal i’ll slide back to 2005

[chorus:]
10*9*8*7*6*5*4*3*2*1

[verse 2: oracle]
back to the point where
all the mics and djs turntables and mcs disappear
where 50% of all superstars are queer
where all of our dope mcs are taken out in pairs
5 years since the new millennium’s arrived the purpose of rap died out
i let a sigh out
dehydrated for this lyrical drought took out a canteen of guinness stout and poured it all out
in memory of hip hop, now it’s time to plot out a plan
to fill these desolate streets with full hearted fans
looking like a samurai as i grabbed my mic stand
sterling silver gleamed from my waist band
as i stuck it deep in this waste land the whole globe started to tremor
went from winter to summer weather threw off my sweater
the heat made me focus better then i peeped dr ill sippin on some amaretta
in a platinum coated jetta scopin out the scene
and when he seen me his whole face turned green
he jumped out his ride his whole team came to his side
giuliani, pataki and other heads i recognized
whatever the mic stand started to glow
and when i touched it my vocal chords started to grow
so yo i busted some flows and a bunch of heads started looking out they
window and then rushed out to the ground floor
dr ill got pet and he tried to jet
he had all of ny city bout to snap his neck
but his car wouldn’t start the crowd ripped him apart
literally physically, spiritually, mentally
giuliani and pataki couldn’t escape either
they got hung from my mic stand for all the non believers
hip hop saved in 2005
that’s just part of the duty of being a mastermind

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