Call me Special, stickman stencil, thin like pencil I've got a thumb so I can pick up and use them utensils My credential, I'm prehensile And I may be standing still now, but my energy has potential
Boom! We explode like the hedgehog, sonically We're dooma to the goombas when we jump up Marionically It's immaterial, cause I'm ethereal Some day my face will be seen on a box of cereal
I ride with the pride of the lion on my mane But you can only know me as I exist upon this plane All the same, what's my name? You must be joking upon pain of death can my true name be spoken
In the morning I storm in and swarm without warning Shift shape and rise like the Phoenix from the flame I reign collosal, fueled like fossil Doing the impossible, raising dead as I spread the gospel Of the skinnee to the many it's a J day Your whack attackers lack it so just pack it like a K-way J's intended to be splendid when we send it Rip sh*t up and then we mend it
Ain't no body, does it better, ain't no body, does it better, then J!
Ain't no body, does it better, ain't no body, does it better, then J!
A Word to the skeptics and the cynical We're the ones who taught Him how to make a miracle Before you make a scene say we blaspheme, cut the fuss Take a look at the good book, that was us From the top of the zenith, we're the pinnacle For the squeamish any skirmish is unwinnable As we travel like Odysseus throughout the universe Alerting we be certain that we're converting earth first
Ain't no body, does it better, ain't no body, does it better, then J!
Ain't no body, does it better, ain't no body, does it better, then J!
Power, might, glory, omnipotence With my hands behind my back I still control all of the elements We're heaven sent so we rule all creation All that's evil runs before me wailing lamentations Blink and you missed it, the futuristic existence From another plane I came and it'll never be the same Naw it's better, Hail the nappy heada Incision with precision and I'm skinnee like stilletta I'm beheading serpents this serpent-head medusa Refusing to give in cause I'm living like Methusela Fighting off your evil as your mental's getting feeble and you wobble like a weeble Just chill, Skinnee J's raise the upheaval Missed it on the first time, now catch the sequel Return of the new and improved and I'm smooth Ain't nobody does it better, here's the proof
Ain't no body, does it better, ain't no body, does it better, then J!
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