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Fri 9th Oct 2020 05:08

Pie Eater Rap

by Ottoz Mainlandër

Yeah, yeah
Ayo, pie eaters, it's time.
It's time, pie eaters (aight, pie eaters, begin).
Straight out the mighty dungeons of rap.
 
The darkness drops deep as does my dwarf.
I never run, 'cause to run is the mother of morph.
Beyond the wall of Wererats, life is defined.
I think of gold when I'm in a raging state of mind.
 
In a raging state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The raging darkness?
You complain about blood.
I gotta love it though somebody still speaks for the starkness.
 
I'm rappin' to the torch,
And I'm gonna move your scorch.
 
Smelly, lonely, lazy, like an elf
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were myself.
 
I can't take the blood, can't take the length.
I woulda tried to rage again but had no strength.
 
I'm rappin' to the scorch,
And I'm gonna move your torch.
 
Yea, Oz is in a raging state of mind........................................................