Epoch

[Verse 1] The dark sider, strider, and mach rider Tomb raider, tune slayer, and soul survivor I wear a halo but more like a dark angel I'm the king of the fighters, and my fury is fatal The god of war like the mighty thor, you a dinosaur Trying find a link to the past I crack down on wack clowns, and make em back down No more heroes - cuz they don't wanna rap now Keep my metal gear solid--my modern warfare Cast dark clouds every several years You could never question my dedication The beat resonatin' while I'm awaiting ya resignation Since I was a cadet, every last cassette I record, had to hit em wit a mass effect While these record execs, stay recycling schemes Sellin dreams to scores of little micro machines Without a major deal still display that skill My rhymes remain sharp like the blades of steel I rampage the stage I'm so official Make arch rivals double dribble, the ref blow the whistle It's like a duck hunt, and so I hold the pistol Bomberman big ran wielding contra-banned In ten states for being unusually brutally Take ya crew wit me, compose beautifully Now get ya paperboy, but we ain't dancin Too many maniacs residing in the mansion You couldn't stop it if you pop it We Bubble Bobble in the StarTropics, and trying to get the profits A far cry from you small fries Now how you feel, duct taped in the middle of silent hill You ain't nearly as advanced as me This is the last battle, your final fantasy [Chorus] My time is now, my moment is here I don't know any fears, better open ya ears From the clubs to the cons, my buzz is the bomb Even thugs on the grind, showing love to the rhyme My time is now, and my moment is here I don't know any fears, better open ya ears From the clubs to the cons, my buzz is the bomb Everybody online showing love to the rhyme [Verse 2] It's the overlord, man over board when I record My writin is ninja gaiden-lightning My mic source draining ya life force Ring king southpaw, watch for the right cross But ain't no options when you in the shotgun You a wild gunman say hi to the top gun It's deja vu, cuz big Ran's back in ya face boy Or we can turn the system up and make it a base war Commit crimes never see no bid Stack chips like casino kids in vegas dreams And trust I got the MUSCLE to touch you, I been a G My records got legs like millipedes I slap earth, wind, fire, and ice out of rappers For trying say that Ran ain't nice Cuz I'm immortal and its more than a word We can take it outside and go one on one like jordan and bird Kid kool, I skip school, and still spit jewels Too hot, no safe place or cool spot You a blabbermouth, tell me what you mad about We can have it out, and turn the stage to a splatterhouse Archetype and the prototype when I hold the mic They like true, I'm dynamite duke I'm fresh and def-he rhymed, then Ran left Stole the show, cops is calling it grand theft The law can't concern me, I'm a hundred and 0 Represented by your Ace Attorney Parties I turn out, then ran burn out Do the knowledge cause I'm what ya cats need to learn bout Nobody move till I say so get the pesos Hells angel last remnant of saints row I blaze blue and stay true I'm past ya speed Adhere to the rap assasins creed [Chorus] China Brazil India Japan Spain Thailand USSR USA [Chorus]