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Get on your feet! Nap time is over With the quickness Can I get a witness like Jehovah Amen Keep it up til I say when Now I'm busting out the playpen It's the Era (Era!) Of J Guevara (Vara!) Sparking revolutions like in Guantanamera Like Pharaoh, getting plagued from the hands of the creator Locusts devouring all the hocus pocus Focus on the force as the curious unload Contents under pressure about to explode Like Lou Ferigno, mean and green so check my signal It's the Skinnee individual who did you well I kid you not, I bid you to stop if you gonna Scheme cuz my team bring the steam like hot water From the oasis, and the race is run Now it's time to take my place in the sun Chorus: You can't deny the force (No, you can't) You can't deny the force (Irresistible force) X4
Resistance is futile, we've got parental approval It's best just not to test us cause our feuds get feudal It's brutal, so expect some penance There'll be no dangling participles or suspended sentences Your suppression of evidence will be met with belligerence And you'll give hesitant penance cause like the present you're tense, hence Your confession is expected If you think that we're persistent in our methods, yes, you guessed it Blessed are we who come in the name of J Our word spreads like Parkay Oh I declare! It's a state of emergency The president assents, so don't expect no clemency Depend on me; my tendency is to judge forgivingly You can't resist the Skinnee, so give yourself up willingly Still I be feeling the paw of martial law, you see? Cross this posse cautiously Chorus
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