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Dungeons And Dragons
(This is Don Newkirk, from Cincinnati Ohio. Yeah, handsome. Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? 612. Writers never die. Writers never die. Yeah, yeah lavish I never had it. I get to happy doin' atmospheric damage to your amateurish madness. Check your current status.)
[Slug]: Kinetic responses were heard frequent in the past When speakin' lashings to the tongues Of fathers demon semen Some how catered to the whims Of later stood Check the youth Shoot like storm troopers Theorizing Darth Vader hood Gave a good thumbs up type of scream To symbolize the arrival Cuz we've arised from the dream With a red beam that fastened to my chest Wearing a string of beads of sweat Decoratin' this helmet That shelters and protects my laptop The brain contains the game and the fast talk More traffic than the average vagrants favorite crack spot Last spot to catch a breath for 20 miles Cuz this field is filled with more snakes Than an MC's that fake their freestyles Your optimism is far from natural Caught the label of asshole Cuz I twice as tight as the rest This rappin' vaginal Stand clear when my shit comes The big fun Pushin' up and in and out of your bitch System like a piston Glistenin' in the twilight Hilltop the visibility Stability and shoot my spunk On your soliloquy The children see right through the smoke screen The mist around your soul provoking Your own choking
[8x] (Dungeon after dungeon, dragon after dragon)
[Musab]: M97, here to smash the tribe of say ____? What are the most important things in life? Crush enemies, See them driven before you And to hold the head, of opponent MCs in your bare hands
I'm a co-founder And one that likes to lounge on Overcrowded spots So I can find someone to clown on A hound dog Sniffin' out the unwanted I said I'd let you live But I never could keep a promise With it live, sit in my cottage Come to my store tryin' to fight you fuck Like Marcellus Wallace The B.E. calls it Anybody wanna? Wind up onto the stage And try to cha-cha Blah blah, that's all I'm hearin' From the opposition Just a bunch of cocky dissin' You're kiddin' Wanna battle huh? Last two times MCs were found dead In a fast food line Mash you, I'ma mash you
[Slug]: Who them?
[Musab]: Yeah that crew Separate them bitches like a capsule Cuz they're fragile Knock 'em off the saddle Make 'em flip to the leave In a week they're paralyzed Like Christopher Reeves Take a breath Here quick take one more Before you finally realize That you're layin' in the morgue This is the core of the underground Listen cuz I'm sayin' somethin' now The B.E. only wanna lie
[Slug]: [8x] (Dungeon after dungeon, dragon after dragon)
[Musab]: Still Not strong Flesh Is strong You understand me boy? Watch, watch this You you, c'mere C'mere, come to me Come to me, witness this
[Slug]: I'm kinda conservative When it comes to this rap shit Cuz when I glance across the surface All the words is written backwards And actions Speaks much louder than your heavy rotation I rock a crowd that never heard of us On any occasion No longer patient You got my cranium makin' Prepare my awareness And start to measure up these square pegs To figure out which crescent wrench it's gonna take To beat this stake into my skull To numb and dull this headache Fiberglass rappers leave with cracked frames And shattered names line the hallways Of all the ways I've came Contained under lid Locks and a two-headed dog Put a sawed off It's where Ant makes the breaks To get your rocks off Molotov tossed Into the ring of lost causes Formerly known as MCs
[Musab]: Southside loss prevention
[Slug]: Because it's more cost efficient To kill the bad apples Then save the core Let nature run its course Of course you cross me Spread my wings And leave you stranded on this planet
[Musab]: Cross me spread my wings And leave you stranded on the planet
[Slug]: You cross me spread my wings And leave you stranded on this planet Dungeon after dungeon Dragon after dragon after dragon
[8x] (Dungeon after dungeon, dragon after dragon)
[Musab]: M97, the smash the tribe of say All the snakes, slitherin' Most are fakes Amongst the temples of say Smash
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