Verse 1
Duncecap
The day I started was hard enough.
It took courage that turned liquid as the years drifted on.
Whether coffee or what I put in it.
Breaths of what I shouldn't hit.
Many detriments, but this is before I took the spliff.
I never had a system, always mooched off a friend.
Selfish when I would get one. You can watch and pretend.
Co-op or pass on every death.
Voyeur at heart, I'll just watch instead.
Tattooed arms, “Game over, try again.”
BFG 9000 got nightmares as a kid.
My mom's skull on fire. She was mad I's at risk.
Crossing the street not holding her hand and I dipped.
I wear that sleeve on my skin. I eat some chips and I pee.
I try to think like I’m them. That avatar, that is me.
All I need is a friend. Parappa gotta believe.
This zone’s gotta end. This is where I will be.
Verse 2
Mega Ran
Team Mega forever
Team Mega forever
When Grizz handed me the bag didn’t know it was.
But I knew better than to ask, momma called him a thug,
But he was family so it passed
Like a storm in the summertime, what’s today’s math, check it.
This was one of those days, with the time creeping by,
'til I peeped this mist from the southernmost sky.
In what seemed like seconds, it turned unpleasant
Whole town felt threatened, and no one knows why.
We mud made monsters who grew up on Turbo Hoppers and Contra,
He-Man and Blanka
Who Sat in front of CRTs and dreamt
Like Martin Tupper but these dreams ain’t paying rent
We found another way that wouldn’t cause so much contempt
Putting a pen to the paper was foolish attempt.
The world don’t need no more rappers. That’s extra facts.
Borrow from a pessimist he won’t expect it back.
I shoulda listened when he said this.
Cuz, “Go with the flow,” is advice that’s good for dead fish.
The rest of us gotta get up and get this.
Early bird gets the worm - the late one is breakfast.
Team Mega forever
Verse 3
Vinny Vinny Video
The slacks were hand me downs; the Sega was grandfather’s.
Nana smoked a pack in the house and fed us Vienna Sausages.
It didn’t bother us, though. Road Rash on the cathodes.
Full gas on the last go. Don’t ask if we have Battle Toads.
I was Little Nemo on my dreamboat writin’ juvenile raps.
I was livin’ regal in my JNCOs. Got ‘em new with the tags.
Javier would tease me ‘bout my eBay jeans on a Tuesday afternoon.
By Thursday we were writin’ verses, gettin’ booted from class.
Yeah we brethren forever, bruh. Yeah we got this.
Like me and Ben messin’ Eggman up.
You mean Robotnik? Yup, and Sigma, etcetera.
Dracula didn’t stand a chance, the pressure’s on.
They said my older brother finished Mario before he could spell.
The grown ups only got to Bowser once and were too overwhelmed.
They stood bewildered while he vaulted off the Goombas and shells.
Who could foretell what youth can reveal?
I’m staying true to myself, or at least what I can remember I wanted to
Do with my life when findin’ pleasure was simple.
Against the dubious mentalities surrounding you, remember,
You choose your username, your weapon and whether you can continue.
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