Ive suffered cold nights Discovered old shrines Dug in gold mines Won untold fights Knocked back whole pints of mulled wine Endeavored to climb And weather the heights Til every dragons souls mine Solved the civil war That split the soil Like a fault line But Im getting bored Of being in the borders Of Skyrim for the whole time So hold tight As we all ride into Solstheim Im the bold type Like the lines inside the Black Books Open it up And it grabs and sucks you in So take a last look At whatever you stepped in When treading ahead In this general direction Better get protection Cause the whole towns Gone down with a fungal infection A fuming human Thuuming At the top of my head, shouting From Raven Rock All the way to the top Of the Red Mountain I can rap with incredible force Twice as fast as ever before My legacy Odyssey Elegy Prophecy Leveled it up To incredible rocket speed So you better be paying a bit of attention Cause every day Im penning my name ahead of the game Getting insanely better at saying Bloody everything A miracle of lyrical ascension By the Nine What an entrance By the time Youve tried that rhyme Man, Ill be lining for my pension And Miraak Hes Dragonborn But he lacks These badass horns And can he spit a record of a syllable a millisecond? I really dont reckon he can at all
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