The Last Emperor - Secret Wars (prince Paul Mix) lyrics

Dig this and dig it deep What if I had the power to gather all of my favorite emcees With the illest comic book characters and they became arch enemies? Inconcievable? Unbelievable? Yet as wild as it seems The Emperor and Stan Lee would coach the two opposing teams Keep it clean no bats no gats guns no interfearance Comic book characters would go head up with raw lyrics Now I take, whoever might be on break from doin tours And have them signed up for the Last Emperor's Secret Wars Sure, for that kind of capacity, you need a crazy large arena that might stretch from west Philadelphia to east Medina If I'm able, I'd put it on pay-per-view through my label And give free tickets to my neighborhood bums with no cable Yeah, that sounds phat, now that we've squared away the propositions Let's begin with the ultimate toughman competion "Let the games begin!" Set it off, it's the fight of the century KRS and Professor X would battle each other mentally With rhymes, these two team captains waste no time Charles Xavier tried to invade Kris Parker's mind He shot a cerebral probe at Kris's mind, but he missed it Professor X taken out by the Blastmaster's metaphysics Round two, new fight, word to life, you gotta see this Locked in mortal combat is Dr. Strange and The Genius Here son, he's no match, let that grafted wizard have it 'My Liquid Sword slashes straight through Dr. Strange's Magic' Another hero down, and now the score is two to zero Gy words from the Genius, and he's still my rhymin hero Now the next fight was conducted in a rough like manner Specifically between Reggie Noble and Dr. David Banner Or should I say the Incredible Hulk when he's amped off the gamma? But Reggie Noble soon became the Incredilbe Redman and slammed him You know how Redman gets when his adrenaline starts pumpin Started schitzin in the ring, so then the Thing tired jump in Ben Grimm leaps into the ring, and after Redman he lunges 'But Reggie Noble dropped him with two Brick City punches!' Rhymes by the bunches, bums get dirtier than Middle Eastern dugeouns Ready to set this like Detective Columbo and his hunches While the ref's clean out the ring, cause the last fight was so intense Let's do a live interview with the brother named Common Sense 'Yeah, yeah it's Common Sense, and Iceman tried to freeze me, So I took him to Chicago and told him to take it easy He couldn't see me with my applejack hat and hightops Colussus and Cyclops, I got No I.D. and Y Not' Good lookin Common Sense, that last album was tight Let me get back to the ring and evaluate the next fight Now the next fight had to be the craziest of all times We got Dr. Octapus 'versus the mighty Busta Rhymes!' Doc Oct versus Busta? Man that stuff is dead He'll get his eight arms ripped off, goin up agaisnt the dreads 'Ha, ha! Now Dr. Octapus, who you think you grabbin? The god can never lose, so you know it will never happen Lyrically making you sleepy, you'll need a nap when I slap you with my dreads, lights out, you'll kiss the canvas' Before my eyes, I see the demise of another superhero Next up is Ras Ka** versus Magneto Now anything goes when Magneto battles foes Ras Ka** had him shivering, delivering ultramagnetic blows Magneto was now deceased, and a wise man said it best "The sun rises in the east, but they can still set it the west" Now with all these heroes down, Stan Lee refuses to surrender He got Storm from the X-Men, as if I couldn't match the gender Stan Lee shouts 'Excelsior!' Yo, Stan you best to chill 'There's no match for Storm,' I guess he's never heard of Lauryn Hill Now we all kow Storm controls the temperature and weather Started runnin' off at the lip, and L-Boog was like 'Whatever' See she just got home fom tours, she's a bit to tired to spar So she clocked Storm over the head with my man Wyclef's guitar All silence is ceased, out of nowhere comes the Beast Versus Jeru the Damaja, the Black Prophet from the east Releasing rhymes that will pound you into the ground, there'll be no round two Another victory for hip-hop from the Dirty Rotten Scoundrel Now the underground sewer system that lies deep below the ring Is where the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Das EFX do their thing Leonardo and Donatello, they both know we can do this 'So kiggedty crazy Drayze hit them both with raw sewage' Now Rafeal and Michaelangelo, those two others who are brothers Brooks smacked 'em with the Das EFX logo, the manhole cover Whether you're plant or animal, vegitable or miggety-mineral Before you step to Das EFX you best be hard like a criminal Taking you back to ringside, just when you thought it was over The last battle was brought forth by G.I.Joe and Cobra Mercenaries and soldiers, G.I. Joe was rollin' thick But I'll get the military of hip-hop, a.k.a. The Boot Camp Click World War Three for '98 in the wake of all these troops I could see general Buckshot goin toe to toe with Duke Salute the captain, for rappin, cause now we know who's hard, Catchin wreck like Steele and Tek going up against the Crimson Gaurd Charging after you, smashin' you metaphorically smashin' through The entire Joe team is O.G.C. and Ruck the Irrational Then all of a sudden I hear this real loud crack! 'The military punisher Big Rock just broke Roadblock's back!' Adding insult to injury to Stan Lee and his team We've got Weapon X from Canada, a.k.a. Wolverine You know the routine, his claws can rip rappers for days But here comes the Method Man, a.k.a. Johnny Blaze! Wolverine you can't hang, when Tical does his thang Paralize you with the venom from the Method Man's fang! This is the final battle as the stratosphere gets darker We got Nasir Jones versus Peter Parker Nasty Nas at halftime, headringer versus the webslinger Illmatic versus radioactive in the rotten apple where the dead linger He cursed the day that spider ever bit him And gave him a copy of the second LP, It Was Written For all up and coming emcees, I've got a question, If I made a Secret Wars Part Two, would your name even be mentioned? Would you make the final cut? I make even the nicest give their titles up Writing rhymes slash fighting crimes like the Blue Falcoln and Dynomutt Stick around for the next battle slash adventure, And if you see Stan Lee, tell him that the Last Emperor sent ya [echoes]