The Day The Dead Rose

[Intro: MicSteam]
Yeah
Aye, everyone come here
Gather 'round
Got this story to tell
Yo, here we go
Yeah

[Verse 1: MicSteam]
Welcome to my sanctuary, let me tell you a story - well
It's a little scary, MicSteam walking through the cemetery
Right about the rising dead, snatching, grabbing at my legs
While I'm stomping, cracking skulls like they little bird eggs
Bars fall from outer space, fighting through the herd with rage
It feels like I'm in a game as I glance across the stage
I see a book that is encased by human skin
So I grab and I start to skim for a spell that might summon him
You might know his name, yeah, he goes by DNA
I'ma need his help so I can slay
As the army of dead start moving in, I say "oh no, not today"
I spoke the words with utmost haste, then he rose from a firey blaze

[Hook: MicSteam] (x2)
This is just a story of the day that the dead rose
We throwing knuckles, we throwing elbows
We so cold, dawg, reason why Hell froze
We so cold, dawg, reason why Hell froze

[Verse 2: DNA Tru Lyricist]
I arose like a Shang Tsung skull
On the day Hell froze, no stories untold
We're 'bout to tell it, like the Taking of Pelham 123
Taking the gelatin out of his cerebellum
And then I'm Ripgutting, cutting, fucking up the track sideways
You say you don't like Ripgut, but this my taste
You only like me for my chopping straight can't-tell-a-lie face
Now lie straight on the ground, I'm 'bout to get irate
And I'll rake every soul around until Hell froze
We're throwing knuckles, we're throwing elbows
Is this album kid-friendly? Hell no
This ain't Sesame Street, we're meat-cleavering elbows

[Hook: MicSteam] (x2)
This is just a story of the day that the dead rose
We throwing knuckles, we throwing elbows
We so cold, dawg, reason why Hell froze
We so cold, dawg, reason why Hell froze

[Verse 3: DNA Tru Lyricist]
We're throwing knuckles, we're throwing elbows
Gonna hit 'em all up with the steel [?] flow
Get up on the boat into India with a quiver and bow
Gotta get up the barrel, won't let go
You gotta do what I say 'cause I said so
I'm a Devil's reject, so: center front row
Let's see what's kept hoss's balls in a sling all these years - oh he got a tight ass
Put my pistol in your panties, you don't want my trigger finger getting itchy, yeah, I might blast
Do you gotta ask? Cutting your face with a shard of glass, put his ass on a full-body cast
I'll choke you harder the harder you guess, so you better be out taking a full Karate class
I'm coming to get you, I'ma hit you with the sabbatical rap
Time up, treat 'em like handling Slash
I'm an actual masterful lyrical surgeon cutting your clavical
Tactical, [?] original back at ya
You don't wanna fuck with DNA and the MicSteam, the Ripgutology assholes
Best of all, they gonna get the kettle preheated
I beat [?] like a egg beater, I'm an actual chef on the mic
We the best on the mic, and you're gonna realize it for the rest of your life
Ripgut

[Hook: MicSteam] (x2)
This is just a story of the day that the dead rose
We throwing knuckles, we throwing elbows
We so cold, dawg, reason why Hell froze
We so cold, dawg, reason why Hell froze