Masters of the Universe (feat. One Be Lo & Senim Silla)

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
 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
 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