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What if I had the power to gather all of my favorite emcees With the illest comic book characters and they became arch enemies? Inconceivable? 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 interference 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 competition "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 tries 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 Yo 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 By 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 Redman and he 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 dungeons Ready to set this like Columbo with his hunches Now while the refs 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 Colossus and Cyclops, I got No I.D. and Ynot' Good lookin Common Sense, yo 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. Octopus 'versus the mighty Busta Rhymes!' Doc Occ versus Busta? Man that stuff is dead He'll get his eight arms ripped off, goin up against the dreads 'Ha, ha! Now Dr. Octopus, who you think you grabbin? The god will 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 Kass versus Magneto Now anything goes when Magneto battles foes Ras Kass 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, like I can'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 Who was fresh home from tour, a bit too tired to spar So she hit her in the head with Wyclef's guitar All silence is ceased, out of nowhere comes the Beast Versus Jeru the Damaja, the Prophet from the east Release rhymes that will pound you into the ground, there'll be no Round two Another victory by the Dirty Rotten Scoundrel The underground sewer system deep below the ring Is where the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Das do their thing Leonardo and Donatello, they both know that we can do this 'So kiggedty crazy Drayze hit them both with raw sewage' Now Michelangelo and Raphael, those two other sewer brothers Brooks smacked 'em with the Das EFX logo, the manhole cover Whether you're plant or animal, vegetable or miggety-mineral Before you step to Das you best be hard like a criminal Late entry into the competition, 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 '99 in line of all these troops I could see general Buckshot- 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 Guard Charging after you, smashin' you, metaphorically bashin' 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!' With damage done to his team, refusing to leave the scene Next up, Weapon X from Canada- 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 Paralyze you with the venom from the Method Man's fang! With power, the final hour, and the stratosphere gets darker Nasir Jones versus Peter Parker The 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 These are my secret wars, not yours, ask The Beyonder My prelude, like Honda, produce bodies like Rwanda To all up and coming emcees, I've got a question If I made a Secret Wars Two, would your name even be mentioned? Would you make the final cut? I make even the nicest give their titles up Writing rhymes, fighting crimes like the Blue Falcon and Dynomutt Just stick around for the next battle slash adventure And if you see Stan Lee, tell him that the Emperor sent ya