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Yes I am legend, the way I'm asked questions

Look right here, theft of attention, never forget it

The way I see it, MIB, or ICE

Treat me like E.T. and that s**t just don't fly with me

In detention, you could save that s**t for the birds

I'm an alien, the way I stay out of this world

America runs on Dunkin, my heart runs on diesel

I don't breathe, I exhaust and put it all on easel

Ease up, you look like you 'bout to hurt yourself

Think too hard, stumped, and you learned through welts

Raised in roach motels, bereft of wealth in hell

Sorry suckers destined for cells, bad hand I was dealt

But I don't get hung up on the line with 9-1-1

Accustomed to free lunches, never switched due to funds

Subway, I can have it the way that I want

Dominoes, on the dot, on bottom or top

Life f****d me over and I coped sober

Born north of the border, but I don't believe in law and order

A mathematician, I'm known to solve problems

Don't test me with stupid questions, are you dumb?

I hit a second wind when I put my soul into these lyrics

Blow by blow, I don't get caught cold by verbal pugilists

You're on the ropes, faded, meanwhile I'm getting ramped up

In the corner, ding ding ding, time to sucker punch

I'm a brawler, born from farmers, still throwing haymakers

And dropping hooks like Kid Cudi or Floyd Mayweather

Finish it like Butch Coolidge, you don't need to understand

Call me tzatziki, the way I'm on the lam

Gyros ain't the only thing that's getting cooked

It could be beef, you're chicken, getting cushy with pigs and crooks

I put you on a spit, roasted and you're toast

Finished in the foreman, now you caught the smoke

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