Showtime Fox

Big flow: show time with these vulpine rhymes
Down the spine and in time wave like the Sin of 9
Thousand overhead so you can't reach this level
Embezzled with the treble of real mega metal
Summon Megadeus striking down like Zeus
Toss bullets of lightning rhyming and just to choose
Agitating, dominating, never belaying
I'm dealing with the hating and hazing of some lower rating
Unfresh tomatoes, I mash em like potatoes
Keeping a cooler head than volcanoes or Kano
Pull a Maino you say so, I spit verbal yayo
Cruising like Taio and aye yo, works every time: Drain-O
My pipes never clog, I can see through the fog
And the log based rhythm is something you can't dog
I remain fitted in Cat's Pajamas having them lamda
Keeping them waving for longer with each stanza

[Chorus]
Lights cameras action, set the scene
Take 7, adjust the sound and the light gleam
Curtain call, Certain tall
Break a leg: it's show time y'all

Glancing out on the world through blinds venetian
These cretins claim I've secreted something less than reason
But my repertoire is in fact so above par
That these bars remain a mystery like a film noir
Black and white so you know it's so traditional
This pinnacle isn't for the cynical: it's very pivotal
My pulp fiction strikes down with furious vengeance
Upon tendons without mentions of the sentiments
Wiping out regiments of brain-washed residents
It's the gritty and tired versus the far too elegant
We need the inspirations and muses to represent!
I'm a breath of foreign fresh air and they're scared
All they're used to is polluted, diluted oxygen where
It's thick and grimy with contaminants and chemicals
The medical pumps poison in veins through black tentacles
But they believe that this is good for the ventricles
Some think this entire city has been rendered irreparable

[Chorus]
Lights cameras action, set the scene
Take 7, adjust the sound and the light gleam
Curtain call, Certain tall
Break a leg: it's show time y'all

[Break down]
Lights, cameras, set the scene
Marker, rolling, in the green
Places, action, is the cue
Script, none: full run-through

A State-Run society with no room to step out of bounds
It's up to me to shift the status of this Paradigm Town
Rise up to the cause and the heed of rebellion!
We can unleash onto their world the wrath of hellions
Paint a masterpiece that sparks that revolution
Don't be a precipitate, be a part of the solution!
Compose the final notes on your trump card symphony
With your sounds break down the walls of monotony
We were all born Kings and Queens but we soon forget
We downgraded to mere humans with no regret
But our potential: monumental, more than eventful
Pick up that aerosol can you vandal: create more stencils
Make the world think! So much passes by in a blink
Etch your message deep in the concrete brinks
Pass out the pamphlets of your thoughts philosophical
Somewhere, someone will believe your words possible
Go underground and produce that pirate radio
Your airwaves will travel beyond the musings of Galileo
Wonder what's behind those planets and keep questioning
Take action eventually after all your investigating
No more negotiations to repair the relations
No more compromise because they expected our patience
This is our contract, our will and doctrine
Despite their guffaws and mocks: we will win