(feat. Aesop Rock , MF Doom , Slug)



[GZA] "Trapped in a deadly video game..." [x7]

[GZA] "...with just one man"



[Slug]

Put your quarter up

I got first (Sluggo)

And I'm the type of customer that orders the works

Not the same as any, I run the game of plenty

I buy my nickels from a dime who goes by the name of Penny

The Last Starfighter searching for the Starfucker

The drunk parallel parker, thank God for car bumpers

Another day, shot in the head and buried

While your wifey tries to convince me that she shouldn't have got married

From the Galagga bugs to the amateur thugs

To the punk rock chicks that can't handle my hugs

I'll be standin upon the web, born out of a thought

Where the spider makes her bed out of the carcasses she caught

Aiyyo she's got that good hair, me I got dandruff

She wears a smile, and me I wear handcuffs

Yo wait a minute savior, how about a little truth

You couldn't save yourself if you had a cape and a phonebooth

The roof is on fire, the floor is underwater

The fish ignored the bait and ate the bobber

And as God hovers up above the highway and the chopper

I'm down here writing songs for her daughter (Is that your quarter?)



"Trapped in a deadly video game..." [x3]

"...with just one man"



[Aesop Rock]

Put your quarter up, brother

My underhanded summerjam escape with a free game in my back pocket

The ego and the muddy gear lept clear off the concrete valley

To murder silhouettes with a budget that have me bummin cigarettes

My soul stuck in a mudpit absorbing anchors

With a wash ink water stick and bop great venoms

Caught it at the dog door by a sideways phantom

With a swift attitude problem

Knuckling up with a carbon-based common guarding goblin

I'm drowsy

Who drifted by the lousy Virgin Mary night light luminants

That blew a kiss to sin

Witness that count me but just couldn't afford the bounty

I'll do the deed myself before the second leaping sheep

Even got counted

Multiple tasking, drastic unsocialable captain gasping

Jake asked me to grate bashing open the plastic backspins

Strapped with a plague and a cocktail napkin

Wrapped in oragami dragon fashion

Flashed in a effort to smash your pattern

Better magnanimous

To sail a little on this ancient foundation

They found na-tions running bases for nickeltips

Coordinate the zoning and the speed is trickle drip south

I'll skip town once these upright citizens sit down



"Trapped in a deadly video game"



[MF Doom]

Uh, yo I go next, put your quarter up

For bets, put your daughter up

MF is sure to corrupt

Not to be confused with the fake ?fly raw sound?

Still the one who used to take your high score down

With more rhymes and germs to spit, more carry

As I fly through the air like Pitfall Harry

Shit y'al fairies take a loss like Swolodon

This goes out to man, woman, and child from Robotron

Before the end, I save the world like the Fiddler

It's no for curling up to Hurl for my bender

Like back when you last five member went to ween

More likely on like twenty rounds of Centipede

If it go fast or slow, no mattering

The flow down pat like the whole Acro pattern

Those need to learn the technique, take heed note

And switch like Spy Hunter when he psst to the speedboat