Dungeons and Dragons

[Verse 1: Slug]

Kinetic responses were heard frequent in the past

When speakin lashes to the tongues of father's demons semen

Somehow catered to the whims of later stood

Check the youth, shoot like stormtroopers theorizing Darth Vader hood

Gave a good thumbs up type of scream

To symbolize the arrival

Cause we've arised from the dream

With a red beam that fastens to my chest

Wearin' a string of beads of sweat

Decorating this helmet that shelters and protects my laptop

The brain contains the game

And the fast talk

More traffic than the average vagrant's favorite crack spot

Last stop

To catch a breath for twenty miles

Cause this field is filled with more snakes

Than MC's that fake their freestyles

Your optimism, is far from natural

Caught the label of asshole

Cause I'm twice as tight as the rest, this rappin's vaginal

Stand clear, cause when my shit comes, the big fun

Pushin' up in and out of your bitch system like a piston

Glistening, in the twilight, hill top, with his ability, stablility

And shoot my spunk on your soliloquy

The children see right through the smoke screen

The mist around your soul provoking, your own choking

[Break: Musab]

Era '97 the haters smash the tribe of Set

New ward, what are the most important things in life?

To crush enemies? To see them driven before you?

And to hold the head of opponent MC's, in your bare hands

Haha

[Verse 2: Musab]

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 a lot of shit in my cottage

Come to my store, tryin to fight

Get fucked like Marcellus Wallace

The BE calls it, anybody wanna, wander, on to the stage and try ta Cha Cha

Blah blah, that's all I'm hearin

From the opposition. Just a buncha cocky dissin, ya kiddin

Wanna battle, huh?

Last two times

Mc's were found dead

In a fast food line

Mash you, I'mma mash you (who them?)

Yeah that crew

Separate the bitches like a capsule cause they fragile

Knock em off the saddle

Make em flip to the leaves

And they'll wake up paralyzed like, Christopher Reeves

Take a breath, here quick

Take one more

Before you finally realize that ya layin' in the morgue

This is the core, of the underground

Listen cause I'm sayin' somethin' now

The BE, only one allowed

[Break: Musab]

Steel is not strong...flesh is strong

You understand me boy?

Watch, watch this, you you, come here, come here

Come to me, come to me, witness this

[Verse 3: Slug, Musab]

I'm kind of conservative when it comes to this rap shit

Cause when I glance across the surface all the words is written backwards

And actions speak much louder than your heavy rotation

I'll rock a crowd that's never heard of us, on any occasion

No longer patient

You got my cranium Achin

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 brains

Shattered names line the hallways of all the ways I came

Contained under lids, locks and a two headed dog, with a sawed off

Is where Ant makes the breaks to get your rocks off

Molotov tossed into the ring of lost causes

Formerly known as MC's (southside lost provisions)

Cause it's more cost-efficient to kill the bad apple and save the core

Then to let nature run it's course, of course

You cross me, spread my wings and leave you stranded on this planet

(Cross me, spread my wings and leave you stranded on this planet)

You cross me, spread my wings and leave you stranded on this planet

Dungeon after dungeon, dragon after dragon after dragon

[Outro: Musab]

In '97, smash the tribe of Set, all the snakes

Slitherin' amongst the fakes, amongst the temples of set. Smashed