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| 05 May 2012 07:07 PM |
Who is rapping?
Dovahkiin!
Dragons? I'm not over keen. I'll dice em like a knife, slicing right though an aubergine. My dragon shout flow is sweeter then a soda stream. You won't believe your eyes, I'm like an overload of dopamine!
A broadsword in one hand, and a magic spell in the other! I'm the last of the Dragonborn. There's no other, my brother, so run for cover!
If you've got scales, then I'm on your tail, and I will not fail! Like a free-roaming, sandbox game, I'm off the rails!
I'll walk the trail, through awful gales, and storms of hail. Til' all the nails are knocked into your coffin I'm not stopping, til' you're impaled and I've prevailed!
In the name of the Nords, I pray to the lords. You all get a taste, of the blade of my sword.
I'm taking on hordes of enemies! I face them with hoards of weaponry!
They're draining my force, so chemistry comes into play, with retorts and recipes. Alchemixing like a DJ. Restoration, restore my energy!
My legacy, odyssey, elegy, prophecy's written in heavenly bodies and buried with every body that ever did bother me to mess with me, deadening them, terribly, horribly.
I'm a celebrity! Honestly, you're a wannabe. I'm a prodigy.
The suggestion you're better than me at being a warrior? Ha! Comedy.
It's a gift to me, I don't just spit flames lyrically, but literally.
And the elder scrolls are scripts in which I've written your obituary.
I am the Dragonborn, wearing a hat with badass horns! I'm Dovahkiin, known globally, you're nobody at all! |
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