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I got a horde
Of unstoppable robots in my brain
It’s time for some Raising Cain
Doomsday brain palace robotic banana bread that’s the colour Venetian red into a hospital bed
It's time for some digital anarchy, I hate everyone, I want to slaughter every living thing on the planet
And I’ve got every character from every video game ever made having a Battle Royale in my freaking head
I’ll bulldoze over your stupid rhymes with Caterpillar tread
I’ll go Night of the Living Dead
‘Cuz I'm the lone warrior
Coming out of the smog armed with a shovel
I’m rocking out in the cockpit of a titanic land fortress
Getting high on sherm with Edward Greenspan and Barney Rubble
There’s going to be trouble when I unleash my doomsday device into the mic and shove your mom into a washing machine Uzumaki style
I’m arrogant and hostile in the junk pile, puking versatile binary files that make it all worthwhile

The cybernetic, genetically altered human monstrous killing machine
Cook up alien smack on a spoon, I bust raps with raccoons
And I fly around the city like the Genocyber
I'm an unstoppable biological weapon coming to kill you through Wi-Fi, DSL or optical fibre
At night I crawl down in the sewers, get whacked out on peyote, screaming “I am the bioflavonoid arachnoid”
MC Archanoid experimenting on dead bodies in a large underground structure
It’s the soulless mechanoid doing the running man on a dying world
It's the grotesque tentacled bionic creature
Penguin light bright, Duracell deodorant stick, exploding, it’s 2 in the morning on a Tuesday
I’m standing on my head with a dagger in my teeth, watching that movie Dreamscape
There is no escape
I will do a quadruple backflip into the Sarlac Pit while wearing a woman’s head as a hat
It’s Proteus, dressed up as the Grim Reaper, hanging out in the pharmacy section of Shopper’s Drug Mart jumping out at old people trying to give them heart attacks
I’m smoking crack with Dan Burke and Cosmic Steve behind the Silver Dollar with a demonic penguin on stilts
I’m getting ready to take out indie rockers hanging out in front of Tranzac, holding an M-16 and wearing a kilt
Yes, the fires will wilt, the rabbits will die, the Smurf village with get obliterated by Devestator

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from Hey Motherfunker (clean version), released October 17, 2025
Written and performed by Proteus
Produced by Black Art Ninja

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Operating out of Toronto, Canada since 1996, Hand'Solo Records is devoted to releasing quality hip hop that is creative, clever and often experimental. Early releases, now out of print, include Buck 65, Sixtoo, Moka Only, and others. Currently home to The Dirty Sample, Ol' Gorilla Bones, Epic, Tachichi, No Town Vandal, Fortunato, Magick Show and Mickey O'Brien. ... more

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