Middle Earth

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    Time to break it down with an old school fable
    From back in the day before the turntable
    There was evil in the land time to take a stand
    Olde English eight hundred and a mystical clan

    Not a quest for fire still things were looking dire
    Dark riders on the rise trying to build an empire
    So call me a liar but I've seen it all
    And look out below! Is my battle call

    Was a lyrical stand off, backed up by Gandalf
    Said make like Luke Skywalker and get yer hand off
    Me staff! What you wan't me autograph?
    We brought it on like Kahn and they felt the wrath

    Trying to map the way we rap? Bust open your globe
    Sent the lion and the witch straight back to the wardrobe
    Kicking up dust in the Elven Grove
    When I hit the dancefloor I told the wizard more strobe!

    Simmer down, young dwarf and show respect
    The kings held a council and did elect
    Frodo to bear the ring, and spring the plan
    And remember this was all before the age of man

    (Coming straight from the underground)
    (Coming straight from the whole of Middle Earth)
    (Coming straight from the underground)

    Here yee, here yee!
    Curiously strong but he ain't selling mints
    The ring on his finger entails the four elements

    I can make it rain sleet, snow or hail
    And if you riddle for my precious you're bound to fail
    Cause my winds are gail force: Blowing out all orcs!
    Posse's barreling down the river, cold bobbing like corks

    Break you down to dust from whence you came
    Deep as the mines of Mordor where I stake my claim
    With fire from the shire, I'll burn your crown
    Now you're living in the crazy world of Arthur Brown

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    So get on down to Middle Earth
    And just rock to the rhythm like you was a smurf

    I'm like Sam Wise can't believe my eyes!
    Never touch the ring cause it ain't my size
    No suprise, cause it ain't no thing
    Cold swinging with sting, it's the return of the king
    Of pain, enemies get slain, I'm barefoot like Ringo on Abbey Lane

    With ouija board raps, whichever way the wit points
    We'll stay at number one cause our records got hit points!

    I came down from the hills to fight the dark forces
    A double edged sword and I know where the orcs is
    So get the horses, no remorse kids
    Been getting many tips, from numerous sources

    It's time to roll on these motherfucking trolls
    Cut off their heads and banish their souls
    Another day in the life of the warrior clan
    Someday they'll paint my likeness on the side of a van

    Word! We're bringing knowledge that's everlasting
    Casting a spell like Gandalf blasting
    Trolls out the box with their fiendish plots
    Pop pop from the wand another Goblin drops

    I fought an intellect devourer and a night stalker
    A leech, a leprechaun, even leucrotta
    Them ugly little suckers didn't stand a chance
    When I climbed up in a tree and did my battle dance!

    Battles were raged throughout the age
    So that two little hobbits could descend
    And cast the ring from whence it came
    So the age of magic could end?!

    (Coming straight from the underground)
    (Coming straight from the whole of Middle Earth)
    (Coming straight from the underground)

    My precious, my precious, how could you have left this finger?
    I linger, this thought depresses
    Lead silly hobbitans where they think they must
    I'll snatch em you back, push them tween the crust

    Where the lava runs free, my precious and me
    We hate Bagginses and they hate we
    My precious me, running free
    I hate Bagginses and they hate me!

    What happened to that thing to which I used to cling?
    How could they disrupt my little magical fling?
    The ring of doom? Nah, that's jive!
    When I put the sucker on it made me feel live!

    Sipping on the grog, I begin to glow
    Reminiscing on the finger that I had a year ago
    For the coming of man, and all his plans
    My spirit got crushed in his corrupted hands

    Now I'm down on my knees, and my feet got fleas
    And they built a safeway on my hobbit hole
    So ask yourself: Who made who?
    Cause you probably got a little bit of hobbit in you

    Yeah, ask yourself: Who made who?
    I bet you got a little bit of hobbit in you
    Yes, ask yourself: Who made who?
    Might you have a little bit of hobbit in you?

    (Coming straight from the underground)
    (Coming straight from the whole of Middle Earth)
    (Coming straight from the underground)

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