I'm the Alpha, the Omega, 

you're played out like Sega.  

Genesis—originator; 

nemesis, you're just a hater. 

Delusional; 

you're no prophet, sis. 

I am opulent, 

you're the opposite.  

Alif Laam Ra, 

When I hit you with the ha; 

Hey Ali Baba,

this is the return of Jafar.

When he does his magic tricks,

just avert your gaze,

before it's too late 

and you're all 

ablaze.  

This false leader's lies 

end in fiery graves; 

couldn't even lead a pencil 

'cause he's that depraved.  

Ankh ankh, bitch; 

just move out the way—

better save your soul 

before that judgment day.  

You can call upon Ra, 

or even email Anubis, 

no God would save you now, 

but I bet you already knew this.