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EPMD (feat. Nocturnal) - Dungeon Master (Acapella) [90 BPM]

Track 14 from EPMD's "Back In Business" Album (1997). Song Lyrics: [Intro: Parrish Smith] Yeah EPMD (Yeah) Nocturnal. (Nocturnal, cats) [Parrish Smith] Ayo, Check it Yo, Dungeon Master Time to draw? Let's see who pulls faster, Too late! Blessed him with 5 slugs from the ghetto blaster You slow wich yours (Yours), 'had the reach fore' the guard act the law 'Carve all gangsters on radar, with the night vision (Night Visions) Green spree, an' Navy Seals' (Seals) all star marine An' mercenary in the mind, field Take you way down, underground, beneath the earth's surface A hundred leaks, flatline? an' I evoke a service. [Erick Sermon] Ah, Ah, E Doub the Mic Killer, the off and on-er. My jawa pass th' "Willie", I'm higher than Marijuana (Say what?) My styles foreign, look at me, as a Guinesse, Vietnamese I land overseas, clockin' major G's! I tote 3 '50s, 7's with the wooden handle in case of a scandal (A-ha!) Or a so called vandal And if I let off, and if he get's hit, And if you miss him, go home and light a candle, word [Hook] Yo, with cyphers our traditions? Then imma spill when I'm spittin'. It's vocal ammunition. Yo, with cyphers our traditions, Then imma spill when I'm spittin'. It's vocal ammunition. [Nocturnal] Yo, I spit ferocious, here's another dosage Some capture your minds like hypnosis, so you should focus On where'n'at Hip-Hop mean to you Whether physical, or, in your spiritual forme Live'r than your Black College dorm Indecisive niggas to swarm? Let's get it on! You know my motto, drinking cold ones, some Colorado. And tall bottles, until my legs wobble Blow your spot, twin glocks like Freddie Foxx Shit fully knock, it's hotter than Lava Rocks A grand entrance like when LL said "Box" in Krush Groove I freak the Ill-Power-move, kid, I'm on fire Flippin' on Emcees like, David Banner changing his back tire Admire, the raw then divorce Cat's is played out like Diadoras Nothing for this, hold you scoreless Jersey reppin', flowin' with the legends Using mics for weapons, studying all my lessons So prepare for this paper run I hit your cypher, I had your crew sayin' "We shoulda taped son!" Maverick, Top Gun, shootin' missiles I prefer 40's over Cristal, hit the path, out the turnstile And Nocturnal's tactics, is to wild out, like a T-Rex At Jurassic Park, making music with my mouth like Biz Mark Rougher than Timb's and Carhartt Check my street smarts, plus credentials Microphones as utencils like spoons and forks Celebrating, popping corks Off the Moët, if you felt me, now you know me EPMD and Nocturnal in your fuckin' code, be us (us) [Hook] If cyphers our traditions, Then imma spill when I'm spittin. It's vocal ammunition. Yo with cyphers our traditions, Then imma spill when I'm spittin. It's vocal ammunition. Yo with cyphers our traditions, Then imma spill when I'm spittin. It's vocal ammunition. Yo with cyphers our traditions, Then imma spill when I'm spittin. This vocal ammunition. [Outro] Yeah yeah (Yeah yeah) Nocturnal son, (Nocturnal son) Nocturnal (Nocturnal) EPMD (EPMD) Backing, fists air (Backing, fists air) You know wassup (You know wassup) You know wassup (You know wassup) Knowt' I'm sayin'? (Knowt' I'm sayin'? ) This is how we do (This is how we do) Record for the crew (Record for the crew) Jersey, fuckin' 2 (Jersey fuckin 2) Yeah yeah (Yeah yeah)