Epic rap battles of history.

So pumped up
my dues paid,
fallen off the map
that I myself made.
Self-inflicted horrors
holding me down.
Smokes an' fucking mirrors
crashed an' dissolving all 'round.

Round n-th
buckle up for safety
kick it up to the tenth
goin' 180.
Ready or not,
here I come
an' I'm sizzling hot,
broke the dam
an' I'm pouring through.
Cover you all up, roll you into a mummy
Got you in a telephone booth,
calling out for mommy!