From the recording Omega Supreme Soundwave

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impoverished children in what?
i don't get your rhyme
explain it

impoverished children in hell holes
fly clothes with gazelles/Cazals and shell-toes and self respect
silence - the universe fell quiet
i took a wireless mic, united tribes in alliance
it's a science
until the only other sounds the sweep
of easy wind and all that downy flake
from town to space no atoms allowed to shake
and vibrate, i transmit live it's high stakes
on a megatron, earth's population watched
like Tom Edison, lit it ablaze, i ripped it onstage
the earth's population clapped to this
"you got excited, you almost snapped your wrist"
see it's a world tour, the thirst for more
i rip it like i'm cursin' yours in diverse corners
of the earth's curvatures and turfs recording rhymes
i'm the king the cat that has to go for mine
among - fixed gazes of all these eyes
my switch blade rap slashed the clouds in the sky
the rain evaporated on flats
precipitation was crafted into vapors til you couldn't see past your face
in Asia, i was a basket case
my style was a cadence many could not grasp
a battle was wack
i couldn't hear what they had to say
but didn't fear i could smash all day
LP with a bass line something like Passion Play
have fun, roll his ass away, overcast display
gonna turn to clear skies,
Johnny the Fox, when will they realize, we destroy it