Epmd - Dungeon Master Lyrics
Intro:Yeah, epmd, yeah, nocturnal (nocturnal cats). a-yo check it.Nocturnal:Yo dungeon master, time to draw lets see whos fasterToo late, blast him with 5 slugs from the ghetto blasterYou slow with yours (yours) had to reach for the guard at the lawCard more gangsters on radar, with the night visionGreen spreen navy seals, all star marine mercenary in the mindFeild, take you way down, underground the earths surfaceA 100 leeks, flatline ?Erick sermon:E dub the mic killer, the off and onerMy jawa past willie, Im higher than marajuanaMy styles foreign, look at me as a guinesse, vietnemesA lad overseas, clockin major gsI tote 3 50s, 7s with the wooden handleIn case of a scandle, or a so called vandalAnd if I let off and he gets hitAnd if you miss him, go home and light a candleHook:Yo with cyphers our tradition, then Im a spill when Im spittinThis vocal ammunition (x2)Nocturnal:Yo I spit ferroshis, heres another dosageIll capture your mind like hypnosis, so you should focusOn what hip hop mean to you, whether physical or in your spiritualForm, liver than your black college dormIndecisive niggas swarm lets git it onYou know my motto, drinkin cold on some cotorotoTall bottels until my legs wobble, blow your spotDrink lots like freddie foxx, shits fully knockedIts hotter than lava rocks, Im gainin interest like when ll said boxAnd crush groove, I freak the ill power moveKid Im on fire, flippin on mcs like david bannerChanging his back tire, admire, the raw indivorceCats is played out like theater dogs, nothing for thisHold you scoreless, jersey reppin, flowin with the legendsUsing mics for weapons, studying all my lessonsSo prepare for this paper run, I hit your cypherHave your crew sayin we should of taped sonMavrick, top gun, shootin misslesI prefer 40s over cristal, I hit the path at the turnstyleNocturnals tactics is wildout like a t-rex, at jurassic parkMaking music with my mouth like biz markRougher than tims at galheart, check my street smartsPlus credentials, microphones as untencilsLike spoons and forks, celebratin pop the corksOff the moey if you felt me know you know meEpmd and nocturnal in your *****in ?Hook (x4)Outro:Yeah yeah nocturnal son. nocturnal, epmd, you know whats up, you knowWhats up. you know what Im saying. this is how we do. reppin for theCrew. jersey *****in too. hell yeah, hell yeah
