Perchance He For Whom The Bell Tolls Knows



Not Of The Promise Engraved In My Prose



I'm Fully Equipped With The Critical Cryptic



Decipher The Prediction Of The Apocalyptic



Showdown And Win Lose Or Draw Blood



I'm Delivering The Coup De Gras. Shivering MCs



Wet With Cold Quicksilver Sweat



Shouldn't Bet On Getting Off That Easy Yet



Under A Boulder Leave You Colder Than A Salamander



When I Call Collect To Great Alexander



I'm Sending MCs Off To Summer Camp, Concentration



Teaching Them The Miracle Of Lyrical Education



Lessons, Unless They Persist With Defiance



That's When I Come With The Science Of Giants



The First MC In Outer Space, You'll Be Famous



I'll Kick Your Ass From My Boot To Uranus!



And You'll Be Left With A New Definition Of Hard



So Start Filling Out Your Organ Donor Card



Doctor Death, Stinkin' Rich M.D.



I Must Find/hunt/kill An MC!




"Killy Nem See!"



"When It Comes To Sound Dem Can't Pass Me"




You Got Your Man, Try It Now!



Who What Where When Why And How!



Sucker Motherfucker, You Better Get Gone Or



Word Is Bond, I'll Cut Your Ear Off Like Mister Pond!



I Am In No Way Concerned With Morays Or Ethics



To Heck With That, Yo I'm Pyrotechnical



It's Quite A Spectacle, Come And Get A Closer Look



When It Comes To Fun With Punishment, I Wrote The Book.




"Killy Nem See!"




Alas, Poor Yorick, He Should Have Chose Another Trade



He Got Cocky, So Like Hockey Got Played!



You Should Have Seen It, You Would Have Been Appalled



I Got Pinpoint Precision Like Lee Harvey Oswald!



My Man Was Temporarily Inhibited



And So The Man Responsible Had To Get Divoted!



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