WordsManifest:
this is a satellite telecast from asteroid M
polarised words manifest into battles of Us against Them
Clash of the Titans, mythology corrupts the Argonauts
product of Anakin, Star Wars and Soviet cosmonauts
laying waste to Autobots, heavy metal, the hands of Primus
weapons of mass destruction wipe you out before you find us
you wrongfully defined us
the bird flu over the cuckoo's nest to test for japanese encephalitis
animate your tentacles
the virgin suicide note padded cell shaded headshot's hysterical
Doctor Doom the medicals
Professor X marks the spot, when things come full circle, i head the sphericals
round and round we go, tax man! the revolver
Beetlejuice, daylight come, laugh at your horror
in my little shop The Rebel Scum's got more in store
opportunities are less windows, and Mordor

Chorus:
We're turnin tables like pages, flip scripts on your fables
Set trip, you're unstable, from your stage to your label
Better bounce, if you're able, or hit the concrete
The circle is complete, behold the Rogues' Gallery

Set trip, you're unstable, from your stage to your label
Better bounce, if you're able, or hit the concrete
The circle is complete, behold the Rogues' Gallery

Mic Wrecka:
im on a mission of world domination
the rate of globalization cannot cope with the pace of our operation
so forget breakin through sound barriers
its either u move along or helplessly end up wit "please dont bury us"-
alive,leaders left with weak empires thats full of strife
to be the best,surpass that,now i rectify
the situation misleading to the faculties of hearing
destroying mics until theres none left for verbal communicating
manufactures on a world wide exodus
like Norton runnin out of hypothesis for anti-viruses
command you like darkside version of your father
transformin Megatron weaponry for Devastator
Lex Luthoring your doomsday so ull never see tommorrow
the reason u quickly claim not to be a superhero
cuz ure a weak species with lois lane to care for
u fell for the abilities from the Kryptonites of my metaphor

*Chorus

Illson:
illson the super villain mad circle industry
number one enemy seriously can it be
ayotollah like khomeni i-ran overseas intelligence over me consciously
let it be apocolypse cable on the opposite ominiously monolith
my composite compensate substances abused i used to fix the plug that fused
peripherals of my periphernalia to sell ya
over across over again start a game over
my snake eyes of a storm shadow strike like cobra
i see metal heads dont even look like destro
i bust track to outerspace than tracks like astro train
my coagulated blood brain spilled the same sane
spelled my name citizen kane came anti hero fame
dont blame it on the rain i reign lyrically
my rhymes and content doesnt spit differently

*Chorus