People always say,
you cant handle the heat.
Well I'm here to say,
I can handle the heat.
If you try to get at me,
you cant because I heat.
Water doesn't hurt me,
I'm a preheated noodle.
Just add heat,
and I'm a fighting machine.
So next time you say,
can you handle the heat.
Just say,
I'm already heated.
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