Coexist The devils in the dealer,the poltergeist is in the pokerchips Game changer, I practice Iron Swan Song, Tiger Palm & Cobra Fist Go by many slang name's and sobriquets Asking me how many lines is in my mind Is like asking how many fish can the ocean fit I set out to do the impossible like an open fist, Achieve the unbelievable like throwing Open Pit The last line refers to flying saucers A rhyming Chaucer who came from District 9 but now he's flying over it Battle Jay Elect? Who has the foolhardy audacity to utter this? I look at him like a high minded brother from another and when we finally encounter With dual flows overdosed on over-the-counter's Its gone be like Mulder meets the Mothership Friend Of The People, f** the government...