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In Greek mythology and later Roman mythology, the Cyclopes ( sy-KLOH-peez; Greek: Κύκλωπες, Kýklōpes, "Circle-eyes" or "Round-eyes"; singular Cyclops SY-klops; Κύκλωψ, Kýklōps) are giant one-eyed creatures. Three groups of Cyclopes can be distinguished. In Hesiod's Theogony, the Cyclopes are the three brothers Brontes, Steropes, and Arges, who made for Zeus his weapon the thunderbolt. In Homer's Odyssey, they are an uncivilized group of shepherds, the brethren of Polyphemus encountered by Odysseus. Cyclopes were also famous as the builders of the Cyclopean walls of Mycenae and Tiryns. In Cyclops, the fifth-century BC play by Euripides, a chorus of satyrs offers comic relief based on the encounter of Odysseus and Polyphemus. The third-century BC poet Callimach… more »

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Hunnids in the sack never going back
Kill another beat I need a body bag
Turning up the heat I got this in the bag
Pull up with the pack I got new racks
Hunnids in the sack never going back
Kill another beat I need a body bag
Turning up the heat I got this in the bag
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Remember when I use to be a no one
Never going back to where I came from
I went and did the work and now I got some
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Need some money quick I might go sell a brick
They want me to fall off but I got a grip
Working round the clock don't need no benefit
This shit slapping, I been trapping
Ain't no capping, I been gassing
Got the vision, make it happen
On the mission, I'm all action
I'm efficient, ain't no slacking
Self sufficient, I be stacking
Push my limits, ain't no snapping
See me get it, see me smash it
Pull up with the pack I got new racks
Hunnids in the sack never going back
Kill another beat I need a body bag
Turning up the heat I got this in the bag
Pull up with the pack I got new racks
Hunnids in the sack never going back
Kill another beat I need a body bag
Turning up the heat I got this in the bag
I just do my job and then I get paid
I treat everyday like it's my birthday
Wake up in the morning and I get laid
I'm only just beginning this is foreplay
I'ma f*ck the game they ain't ready for me
Out here switching lanes they aint't keep up with me
All you rappers sound the same ain't flexing on me
I'm a monster, can't be tamed don't even try me homie
Get to cracking, take no day off
No relaxing, this my main job
All my haters, call me Cyclops
Then I turned it, to an icon
Quit your bragging, you ain't that hot
Bitch I'm packing, you gon' fall off
Try to scare me, but you just not
Think you on me, but you way off
Pull up with the pack I got new racks
Hunnids in the sack never going back
Kill another beat I need a body bag
Turning up the heat I got this in the bag
Pull up with the pack I got new racks
Hunnids in the sack never going back
Kill another beat I need a body bag
Turning up the heat I got this in the bag

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