Dungeon Master by Epmd
Yeah EPMD, yeah
Nocturnal, Nocturnal cats
A yo check it
Yo, Dungeon Master time to draw let's see who's faster
Too late blast him with five slugs from the ghetto blaster
You slow with yours, yours had to reach for the guard at the law
Card more gangsters on radar with the night vision
Green screen navy seals, all star marine mercenary in the mind field
Take you way down, underground, 'neath earth's surface
A hundred leeks, flat line
E Dub the mic killer, the off and oner, my jawa past willie
I'm higher than marijuana, my styles foreign, look at me
As a Guinesse, Vietnemes, a lad overseas, clockin' major G's
I tote 3 50's, 7's with the wooden handle in case of a scandal
Or a so called vandal and if I let off and he gets hit
And if you miss him, go home and light a candle
Yo, with cyphers our tradition, then I'm a spill when I'm spittin'
This vocal ammunition
Yo, with cyphers our tradition, then I'm a spill when I'm speakin'
This vocal ammunition
Yo, I spit ferocious, here's another dosage
I'll capture your mind like hypnosis, so you should focus
On what hip hop mean to you, whether physical
Or in your spiritual rorm, liver than your black college dorm
Indecisive niggas swarm lets git it on
You know my motto, drinkin' cold on some cotoroto
Tall bottles until my legs wobble, blow your spot
Drink lots like Freddie Foxx, shits fully knocked
It's hotter than lava rocks, I'm gainin' interest like
When LL said, "Box" and Crush Groove
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