Island of Dr. Warcloud

Lyrics

[Intro: Warcloud] You have now entered Harsh Realm Island of Dr. Warcloud Crumbs, crumbs Wu-Tang Jiggy, jiggy, boom, boom, magena, magena, la, la [Verse 1: Warcloud] Welcome to my window the recipe for ice A one room school where I murdered all poets twice I brought two kegs, one of beer and one of gun powder Red splattered count, their organs, I call it fun chowder Crank the music louder, miraculous how it rocks I throw the whole crowd in a big three lock box I'm smelling like a convertible, man, I'm Micheal Myers, what? Crash into the gully and neck, I'll steal a firetruck Red twilight, a vampire grin clever The City on the Edge of Forever, his hand was severed The antique shop is where I found a whale hook He had a book, on his book was how to cook At my house we play out back, that's how I shattered shields At my house we play out back, the dirty battlefield This is the one thousandth raid of the ice pirate A cloud of bats, war axes and maps The skeletons threw down heavy stones when you encoutered them Up in the mountain, shotguns and acid fountain And white dragons return from a hunt, but that's not all The dusty footprints led up to a solid wall [Chorus: Warcloud] Island of Dr. Warcloud, journey, journey Journey to spirit, Island, voyage, voyage In the good old summertime looking swell In the good old summertime looking swell Island of Dr. Warcloud, journey, journey Journey to spirit, Island, voyage, voyage In the good old summertime looking swell In the good old summertime looking swell [Verse 2: Warcloud] In through the outdoor, up the down staircase Wooden woodcutters, a pyramid made of pearl You were left [?] where the ground became open And the sky broke thunder that later shattered the world Fear in the dark, they hid deep in the silver weed I crossed the upper-bridge, the lower-bridge was burning I capture MCs like pollywogs, for real A hunchback stood in the wind at the foot of the hill The house reaks of death and dripping blood The stench is like a breath from the tomb Dirty monsoons, magena, magena, la, la I stroll an emerald beach with black guns, goo, goo, ga, ga The queen once led us to prince, iron wires Warcloud feathers, the war of the vampires The chief rabbits depature, the crow and the beanfields Slaughter rappers sloppily, Star Wars Monopoly Leave you all curled like dirty rash girl Eyes bugged out like red and white swirl We use to chase y'all niggas, no sleeves We only thieves if thieves champagne in the breeze Believe, Warcloud is sip a Coors now Ghost children jumped on the bed three doors down [Chorus: Warcloud] Island of Dr. Warcloud, journey, journey Journey to spirit, Island, voyage, voyage In the good old summertime looking swell In the good old summertime looking swell Island of Dr. Warcloud, journey, journey Journey to spirit, Island, voyage, voyage In the good old summertime looking swell In the good old summertime looking swell (You still can't hit a curve ball) [Verse 3: Warcloud] We played baseball at midnight drunk as fuck (Haha!) Chicks in the bleachers, missile launcher in the truck (Ha!) Your ryhme style is sorry, the hypnotist Calagari They roam the sky blue grasslands to shimmer narly There's black tigers with white stripes, I saw a taylors patch Might just mail her that, seagull took a sailors hat Glass eye piece, Geppetto Strombolli Piranha face rappers, they call him Mar Mr. Sheephead Broken face losers, I'll knock a hole in your fence mouth Now they call you ragged tooth, slaughtered when my tents out Uncle golf haven, my rhyme came in a fever dream Only one survivor, you told your story to children A mountain made of lugnuts, battlefield in the rugged lands Mixed Forest Zone, Harsh Realm, diamond nugget hands Cap the prospector, mosquito inside the bookstore El Capitan, in deep, was how the hooks tore Elbows shoulders and knuckles, I never go back I never flatter, I never reflect [Chorus: Warcloud] Island of Dr. Warcloud, journey, journey Journey to spirit, Island, voyage, voyage In the good old summertime looking swell In the good old summertime looking swell Island of Dr. Warcloud, journey, journey Journey to spirit, Island, voyage, voyage In the good old summertime looking swell In the good old summertime looking swell [Outro: Warcloud] Bats fly in the rain Jiggy, jiggy, boom, boom, magena, magena, la, la Welcome to Warcloud's pycho cybernetic pychotropic asylum Come again Jiggy, jiggy, boom, boom, magena, magena, la, la Jiggy, jiggy, boom, boom, magena, magena, la, la