Dungeons And Dragons Lyrics - Headshots: Se7en - Atmosphere

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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 

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(Dungeon after dungeon, dragon after dragon) 

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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 

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Who them? 

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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 

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(Dungeon after dungeon, dragon after dragon) 

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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 

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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 

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Southside loss prevention 

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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 

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Cross me spread my wings 

And leave you stranded on the planet 

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You cross me spread my wings 

And leave you stranded on this planet 

Dungeon after dungeon 

Dragon after dragon after dragon 

(Dungeon after dungeon, dragon after dragon) 

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M97, the smash the tribe of say 

All the snakes, slitherin' 

Most are fakes 

Amongst the temples of say 

Smash