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Happy Thanksgiving/ My stomach full of emcees they stuffing/ dressing Dressed to kill if looks could kill I’m drop dead gorgeous/ Wings golden like the Cherubim on the ark of the Covenant/ I’m looking with Indiana Jones and Sherlock Holmes/ I skin rappers I’m trying to read their thoughts/ Then I turn them into Gems Crystal skulls/ Crystal Gems I’m in Stevens universe/ I’m light years ahead I’m leaving the universe/ You got a little buzz/ I’m on my way to the enemies fortress/ Few survived Halloween it’s still heads popping up inside pumpkins/ I don’t like actors I crashed the filming doing the movie production/ Tackled the director/ Now I’m in a jacuzzi bubbling/ Spiritual Warfare it’s been a long day let me loosen my buttons/ Now I’m in a suit I just infiltrated through the Government