Lyrics:
Trapped in your fucking head looming in dread
Your mind's a dungeon
Doom inside
Taking your time
Stealing your life
Forever introspective
to rebel, soldiers it's time to rebel
I don't want to live in 1984 as written by George Orwell
Yu might put ma body in the dungeon
But dragon
Yu can't put
Far over the misty mountains
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away at break of day
To find our long forgotten gold.
Over the misty
off in the dungeon
We'll probably meet in the morning
I see that you're throwing a tantrum
You could get more if you want some
Chop my head off in
of all trades the master of none
Free Yung Skooley he looked in the dungeon
Sick to my stomach so mamma made tonic
I’m smoking gas so I don’t feel demonic
Bell Cranel I'm the one slaying minotaurs
fighting running through the dungeon all night long
Level one to level four,
Everyone wants a piece of me
in my heart like a dungeon
Wonder why my mind keeps runnin runnin outta time i need something
Something on my mind i keep buggin tell me all these lies
See me coming like a comet bitch
Or just hear me stomping shit
Come into my lair and hear me rawr on my dungeon shit
Know I’m up to something sick
(Woah)
No Bluffin'
Push start the whip with a Button
Keep lettin' these hits out the dungeon
And every session I swear is a function,
No Bluffin'
dungeon
Keep your eyes and ears open
It's far away from your thoughts and your pains, yeah yeah
London, London
London, London
Four thousand miles
They told me to keep trying
All my family lying
I pray for the cities where a lot of brothers dying
I come from the dungeon ain't got no time for
keep
I'm the dungeon master I ain't takin no requests
Takin no requests, I ain't takin no requests
Swear to god all you niggas been some school threats
ashamed to love it when somebody's hurting me
(Ahh)
Dungeon scenarios, falling for sicarios
Dungeon scenarios, falling for sicarios
Dungeon scenarios,
Voyce
Oh, hundro, you made this
You Promised
That you would never throw me in a dungeon
Promises were made to be broken, it seems
You're poison
the dungeons ay ay
Fast paste acting as I thought I was not doing it all over yea yea
Spazzing out in a test trying to make a acceptable passwords ay
Doesn't
the jungle
I told my nigga
Keep vision on tunnel
A hustler gone hustle
But he ain't
Gone struggle
I told myself
I was gone make it out
The dungeon
I re up wit
got a car in the garage but she wanna ride on my wiener
I said I grew up in the dungeon shit is scary as fuck
No you never gon relate unless you hanging
I was born in the six but raised in the dungeon
Life a bullet hell I'm running through the gungeon
Pussy niggas like to play but they don't want
Running thru the dungeon with my team like in Grimgar
Niggas smoking straight grabba blunt guess you like tar
Focused on my mental health I guess I
Chillest
UK Dancehall aim di biggest biggest
Ready and mi function function
Nuh need introduction duction
Unleash di beast from di dungeon dungeon
Now mi
Without me
The joy bleeds
Lock me in
My dungeon
The metal of my hell
God bless her
The monster
Exploded
Her dungeon
The metal of my hell
The metal
steppin' out my dungeon
I'm applyin' pressure when I come in
You don't want smoke
I got it by the onion
I make you motha' fuckas' run it
I'm big steppin' out
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day
To seek our pale enchanted gold
The dwarves
gimme (yeah)
(Boom) shot in a him face make him grave be him dungeon
We taking Ova the City (yeah)
Low e street juvenile yuh nuh wah be nuh gun man
God
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