Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks
Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs
Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip
So they just call me mr. fantastic
Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
Mr mathers is the man
But let me inspire someone who can
Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one
And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion
Shit with our whole family
Mr. prezy, where head be
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