VNM, Dope D.O.D. - Dungeons and Dragons lyrics

Hey yow we creeping through the
Streets and pants sagging
Swimming in the deep man, we so savage
So candle man have seen what we planning
Hanging in the dungeons with the dragonsyeah

There’s no mountain I can’t climb
No fight to kill my fight
No truth is out of my lies
The truth inside of my mouth
Flying by and I’m high
Driving by and I’m crying cry cry let it fly
Imma be back in time rewind my lines
The devil deep inside pop pop pop eyes
No time without nights
Show time and I’m live
Bitch better not slide mama she got prize
Bitch be my wife the wild one wanna try
Fuck with my empire at the wild west we ride
Dead or alive and yea I did that crime
But I ain’t gonna do the timeyeah
Cause when I shine I’m so blind with the shit


Tick tick boom i be droppin bombs
Hotel room, bitches droppin thongs
Stick it in the bon with the rubber john
Only met her once but I'm
Still her number one
Have to give her all I got and then I’m gone
Mini bars, cigars chilling like a don
The sugar stick is something you
Can put your finger on
Organize confusion best believe I bring it on
I got poles and I ain’t talking pokemons
Show me what you want
Where’s your cash where’s your wand
I ain’t got no time for all the braggins
(fuck that)
Hanging in the dungeon with the dragon
(trust that)

Wchodzę do lochu biorę smoka za ogon
Nakurwiam nim tak dookoła jakbym
Zmienił hip-hopa na go-go
Raper ginie jakby żyletki w
Wątrobę tu połknął
Wirujący smok pociął w konfetti
Tu chłopa na otro
Taka leci tu zwrota na dope yo
Jak wóda leci to wchodzę na coke flow
Bogobojną dziewice zrobię na mokro
Po stokroć dziś nie? się boje
Bo kiedyś tam w podziemiu spałem ze smokami
Korytarze wypchane gekonami
Kot, francuski piesek chciał wtedy wołać
Do mnie mon ami
Wciąż gardze tymi nierobami choć we
Mnie dziś świecą neonami
Wciąż tańczę tango tu z demonami
Nie ma dla mnie tu red light
Zanim wpadnie mi flat line
Srał bede na rap wacki bede brał
W łapy ten cash nice
Potem jeszcze the next best kiedy
Wreszcie wpadnie na net site
Typ był w tam wtedy puszczy paru
I opuszczę padół jak Left Eye


I came from the dungeons
Slayed a few dragons
The show ain’t even started
You asking for what happened
Send them all packing
The one that hit the captain
I focus on my own shit
Yea I get the cracking
Built a house and cars now watch it collapse
For the skyline of your city
Now it’s all flat
You feeling for the dope shit
We bringing it back yea we taking everything
Ain’t no playing for scraps
Get it, get it, spin it pour
Shot gun in my yellow car
Rotten, rottens to the core
Rappers, rappers i’ll be bored
Flip it, flip it, I got more
Confident since you're not sure
What the fuck you do it for
I look around, I reassure