Masters of the Universe

[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 passin' the fact that what you're really tongue lashin' Yo and we strikin' they backs like they car, quick to dash' 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 thinking? Must've been drunk, what the hell was they drinking? 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 mista 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 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 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 looking 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 [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 rain, drip, drop, rain puddles Subtle, anonymous, rap hippopotamus, milk homogeneous Deeper than a pit that's bottomless The knowledge is, to see us, you must be an astrologist Stars, quasars, Sirius, synonomous