ManKind & Charles Hamilton ft. Liv C. Roach - “Double Dragons”
[Emcee(s): SciryL and !LLumiN@TE]
[Producer(s): Charles Hamilton]
[Spoken Word: Liv C. Roach]

[Verse: SciryL, !LLumiN@TE, and ManKind]
I ain’t never watched Game of Thrones, but I was born
In the Year of the Dragon, yeah, smoking Dragon’s Breath
Spitting fire—that’s a dragon’s breath
Get that gasoline-match effect, game, match, and set
Battle on set, the son of Apollo Creed
Got his face leaking, he see his ricotta cheese
The sauce is Boss, George Steinbrenner, fire-bender. Yeah!
Fire sign, that’s where I entеr
Sodom and Gomorrah idolized [?]
God Complex [?] symptoms, sodomized
Abnеr Louima, unholy overseers
Jagged edges of pocket knives, monetized violence
Bomb it, watch the profit/prophet rise. Uh!
Dollar signs, itemized budgets
Three Musketeers with a musket, OkCupid
Play stupid, shells hit your bicuspid, have your momma
Crying tears in a bucket. Where’s the republic?
The Republican Party is getting gutted
It’s fucked up, but you gotta love it. Iron Man
Spider-Man versus Miss Muffet
Nuclear for the budget, right? New fears
For the public, Cold War—heard winter is coming
I ain’t seent it. Cyclops trying to ride
The Phoenix, Wolverine pulling strings
Puppets fall to the floor. If it ain’t Civil, just call it a War
Planes hit you fake-issue brain tissue, blaze
Crystal meth clinic, vampire, Blade’s pistol
Silver bullet, pull it—huh!—erase the issue, yeah
Slug hit you, blood trickle, scud missile
Pitch and catch a case if the glove fits you
Po-po’ll still fuck with you like an ex that’s mad
She’s still in love with you, busting shots from your
Love pistol—uh! For Pistol Pete’s sake, no
Foundation on a beat face—how you Kiss and make up?
Wake up, hear the cock-a-doodle-doos at
The crack of dawn, hop into your shoes—it’s the Lord’s Day
All day, every day, n***a, always
Coca-Cola, ManKind co-controllers
Two players, soothsayers, Ying Yang Twins
Twin shooters, double-barrel twin Rugers
Barrel smoking like it’s [?] buddha
Trying to find Nirvana, “Smelling Like Teen Spirit”
It’s just marijuana, magic-wand-waving
Harry Potter. On my Harry Belafonte
Singing, “Mama, Look, A Boo Boo.” For Chaka Khan, I’m Shaka Zulu
With the chakra voodoo, I ain’t watching Hulu
I got hula-hoop dreams to be a guru
You need the juice and you need the juju to be a Double Dragon
Motherfuck a casket. We don’t die
We multiply, Bébé’s Kids disrupting traffic
Puffing grass, Puff the Magic Dragon
Blunted raps, Double Dragon packing, busting at your cabbage
Ben Savage, Boy Meets Girl in a World blindly
LensCrafters, Sanskrit the pen, handcrafted the gems
Cracking the glass like Darryl Dawkins jamming at the rim
NBA Jams, dabbing while I spin, then I
“Slam” it—do your Googles. Onyx, Fredro
And Charlemagne shooting hoops, loose screw
Ludacris, buddha “Move Bitch,” Timberlands booted, re-
-booted, Buu Saga, Goku sipping Goldschläger
In a low-rider, Ghost-Riding—huh! Most High
Should know the second that you gotta go, vamonos
¡Adiós! Fucking classic, what can match this?
Huh! Double Dragons