Masters Of The Universe Lyrics

Masters Of The Universe lyrics

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[Intro]

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The two headed dragon

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...the two headed dragon



[Senim]  Yo and it goes on y'all

[Tekniq] uh huh..



(you don't know me and you don't know my style [Method Man])



[Verse 1]

The two headed dragon breathes fire, blows flames, veins pumping octane

blazing plain, same brain

Same ankle that enabled Kain to slew that's a sharp blade

Whether your willing or able I see your stockade

I'm from an age where I just played caption

It's passin' the fact that what you really tougue lashin'

Yo and we strikin' they backs like they card cold the dashin'

Can't escape slavery boy

I'm still the master of natural disaster this rap tougue twister

Emergin' from Waterworld the mightly world wind

Microphone cyclone blowing in your ears like your girlfriend

Till the world ends all these minds puttin' work in

Employ these toys on a job and we'll see what the hell they was thinkin'

Must've been drunk

What the hell was they drinkin'?

Why, are these rules?

Broke as hell in a Lincoln

Head on collisions in these rap competitions

My crew cats record turns their frames into scrape metal

Off to the junk yard

Cuz ain't nobodies on my rap level you can ask the devil

It ain't no way in hell these contenders can hender

Remember, guard your fender, from a friender

Mista so now I'm Silla, sinister swindla

I brought you stigmas when your hides bust in line a 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, got you through the mic cord

It's fine but explored, but just fine wine is poured

Now toast to this, as we pour a little out for those who..



...be approaching this (7x)



[Verse 2]

Battle vocalist the one man army in a war against a bliss

Rockin' knowledge brings a weaponist

Don't just step to this

I sent Pharoahe messages like Moses takin' 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, I'm believers makin' mockery

It ain't no stoppin' 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 its me but you still couldn't catch us, manuever on the mic or
loss

heads like John the Baptist

When I rap this whack 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 writin', I seen you lookin' at 'em, but don't even think about

bitin'

Forbidden poetry is a life

Dig these, your ass couldn't hide from me with fig leaves..



(scratching)



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(you don't know me and you don't know my style [Method Man])



[Verse 3]

We move fast, like quick draw, McGrall, when it's time

We get raw, our crew come together like jigsaws, puzzles

We movin' 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 rain, drip, drop, rain puddles

Suddle, anonymous, rap hippopatomus, no comogenous

Deeper than a pit, that's bottomless

The knowledge is, to see us, you must meet astrologist

Stars, quasars, cyrus, synonomous..



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...(leavin' no limits)

...(we don't forgive or forget)..

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yo



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we bum rush, there's no envision



whatchu know about this (2x)



...(you don't know me and you don't know my style [Method Man])

...(these styles is unknown to)

...(you don't know me and you don't know my style [Method Man])...