Decompoze - Masters of the Universe lyrics

[Verse 1: Senim Silla and One Be Lo] The two-headed dragon breathes fire, blows flames Veins pumping octane blazing pain, same brain Same ankle that enabled Kain to slew, that's a sharp blade Whether you're willing or able I see your stockade I'm from an age where the eye displays caption It's pa**in' the fact that what you're really tongue lashin' Yo, and we strikin' they backs like they car, quick to dashin' Can't escape slavery, boy, I'm still the master Of natural disaster; this rap tongue-twister Emerging from Waterworld, the mighty whirlwind Microphone cyclone blowing in your ears, like your girlfriend Until the worlds end all these minds putting work in Employ these toys on a job and we'll see But what the hell was they thinkin'? Must've been drunk, what the hell was they drinkin'? Wild Irish Rose, drunk as hell in a Lincoln Head-on collisions in these rap competitions My crew cats' record turn their frames into scrap metal (Off to the junkyard) ‘Cause ain't nobody's on my rap level, you can ask the devil It ain't no way in hell these contenders can hinder Remember: Guard your fender from a friender Mr. Senim Silla, sinister swindler, I brought you stigmas When your hides cross a land of temper This is a warning to you men We're joining these tournaments of journalists And live by the pen, now die by the sword Tears through your gourd, gouge you through the mic cord This fine bladed expores, watch as fine wine is poured Now toast to this As we pour a little out for those who be approaching this Be approaching this, be approaching this, be approaching this Be approaching this, be approaching this, be approaching this [Verse 2: Senim Silla & One Be Lo] Battle vocalist, the One Man Army in a war against Iblis Lack of knowledge means I'm weaponless Don't just step to this I sent Pharoah messages, like Moses Taking my people on an exodus We on the run, I split the m-i-c open Kids try to follow, but get swallowed in the ocean Preacher of the truth, non-believers making mockery It ain't no stopping me, I fulfill all prophecy Similar to David with the rock I sling shots at your bestest warrior Plus I'm ill with the poetry You know it's me, but you still couldn't catch us Maneuver on the mic or lose heads, like John the Baptist When I rap this, wack MC's feel the rapture Others fugitive style your brains couldn't capture Ever since the beginning of time, let there be light That's the first day, I wrote my first rhyme I'm still writing, I seen you looking at 'em But don't even think about biting Forbidden poetry is a life, dig these Your a** couldn't hide from me with fig leaves [Verse 3: Senim Silla & One Be Lo] We move fast, like Quickdraw McGraw When it's time we get raw Our crew come together, like jigsaw puzzles We moving on the double; a t-r-o-u-b-l-e, we spell trouble For you cats and dogs without muzzles Barking in my face, that'll carry no weight, like space shuttles We rock the mic, like rubble Binary Star came to reign; drip, drop, rain puddles Subtle, anonymous, rap hippopotamus Milk h*mogeneous, deeper than a pit that's bottomless The knowledge is: to see us, you must be an astrologist Stars, quasars, Sirius, synonomous