Viking Cypher Lyrics

Yo we got the viking invading islands

And sippin' highland

To get drunk I'm chugging mead

While I am conquering giants

They cold as ice and showing muscle like they iron

Still I keep on fighting

One day I'm blessed to feast in the hall of violence

We call it Valhall Scandinavian tradition

Die honorably in battle it's the creed for admission

Whether arrow, sword, bullets, don demarco your mission

The gods of old will welcome your soul as a worthy addition

For eternal battle where we fighting dusk until dawn

We sit down and feed eternally cuz our food respawn

Make no mistake we value neither wittiness or our brawn

Employ them both our spirits grow

While we prepare to be gods

But still you call me a heathen

That's true I'm watching you bleeding

Tear out your lungs fold 'em over your shoulders

Call it blood eagle

I'm eager to hear you spitting

But all of your spit is dripping

And now your drool is pooling

Your shit is sloppy in need of schooling

Listen

Man I'm an asshole to the core

Make you crash on to the floor

With the shit that I'm spittin'

You grasping the pearls on your chest and screaming ''oh lord''

Taking you back to the last century

You whack rappers better prepare to be

Faced by an onslaught of lyrical masters

You never picked up a dictionary

You messing with the team

Seven o three

Ripping all the seams

Like hulk we turn to green

Blunt force trauma taking hits to the head

Blasting fire from my mouth until my eyes turn red

I'm bred from the ashes like a Phoenix it was said

A servant from hell with rap in every one of his cells

It's me

Banished from the earth by Constantine

"John wicking" all these baddies like Keanu Reeves

I'm taking breath breathtaking I'm waking

Up from a nightmare breath in the night air

I am the knight's heir I'm waiting

To protect the holy book from all these faking fake kings

Claiming ratings 6 months later your name is fading

Never happy with my moves I always want more

So I'm staying in the lift we going top floor

On the grind against the competition

Gore galore turning you to mince

And in my mind this decision total war it's time to rinse

''Now wait just a minute

He's shameless and wicked

Greatness or sickness

His brain must be twisted''

You damn right

Won't go down without a grand fight

And I planned it all aight

Rip your salivary gland right out

Now let me hear you spit

Show me your rebuttal bitch

But every time you open up your talking shit

Now what the fuck is this

You got faecal matter on yo lips

Now I'll supply the rhymes divine

Ensuring you'll be shitting bricks

We shooting ourselves we blowing shit up

We tearing each other to pieces

A whole generation depressed keep popping the pills

Cuz it works like adhesive

Pulling the mind together like water to ice when it freezes

Now I've never been religious but at this point all of us need Jesus

I've got my team Seven O Three the circle is staying close bro

We 3 deep we ride Ceed

But we all swedes so we good yo

A country so fucked up

But we Vikings we are warriors

We fight our way up fuck being famous

I'll be notorious

King of the hill 703 victorious