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Yeat yeah I had to ring a bell,
Third round knockout yeah I'm feelin swell,

Feel like I can fight Mike Tyson,
Way I be cleaning these niggas up like

Ring, di-ding, ding-ding, dong
The bell is ringin', the clock is tickin'
We need to change the way we livin' and how we thinkin'
Ring, ding, dong (uh)

that bell dinging
I keep spitting
Until that Trump singing
We gonna stop swinging
When the squad stop winning
Bottom of the ninth inning
Christians

On a frail equilibrium
Of radiation and gravity
We hatch the Dyson galaxy


Turn on the light
Sending spirals to the giant
Turn on the light
With a swarm

you rappers suck, Dyson
If your game's loose, holla at me
I'm a titan and I'm also a freak
Seven days out the week
Prof a freak 'o nature over a beat