Masters of the Universe Songtext
von Binary Star

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