A Lyrical Walkthrough, Part 18: Last Cave

By Lee=Emcee².
Backing music: "Knievel" by Hail Mary Mallon

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Here we go, Last Cave, anything standing in my
Way's getting cooked like a crab cake smoked
At a clam bake, Archer-style rampage
Raaaaampaaaaaaaaage
A nerd rap album for the fan base
Pour your baddies all a tall glass of champagne
I'm racking up your lackeys like a short stack of pancakes
My metal's heavier than Danzig in Samhain
Overbearing might like a pipe fitters handshake -

Damn straight

Amscray, time for you to get lost
Or get flipped off, 80's style hip-toss
Ticked off, scratch that, pissed off, platform
hopping over lava, gotta jump jump like Kriss Kross
Keep it moving, better watch out for the sharp spikes,
bats flying round like a hundred little dark kites
Eyes on the prize, no signs of the danger subsiding, that's fine, neither will I, then

With all the allies I've lost...
And all the bad guys I've crossed...
It doesn't matter the cost,
I won't rest til I battle and bested the boss

My style's mechanical, found ghost
My rhyme level is animal pounce close
Actin savage like a cannibal, with metaphors and madrigals that flash from my mandible and smash you like a Cannonball
Run, while it's actually actable, in fact it's kinda admirable that standard foes try to hold a candle to the actual, android amnesiac back from his ten year sabbatical

RADICAL!

The black wind that passin through me is laughable, even with the level one weapons, I'm unmatchable
Fanatic for the action attacking and blasting you bastards to bits by the basketful
Enriched uranium and plates of titanium Protect the palladium infused motherboard inside my cranium
Navigate these metroidvanian subterraneans like a devil Tasmanian

With all the allies I've lost...
And all the bad guys I've crossed...
It doesn't matter the cost,
I won't rest til I battle and bested the boss

Red rover, red rover, send Quote over to destroy Red Ogre
The last foe to dispose of, strong like a boulder, big like a bulldozer, stand closer,
cause he's a projectile thrower,
lower your guard and it's over
Three fangs, a missing tooth
and it's probably the beast fang
From back when he and Arthur
Had a little brief thang
A stone monument to my accomplishment,
A testament to my recklessness, runnin through and wrecking shit
One man army's perfected and
The hero's burden, I've accepted it, now check it
A row of presses in the last long passage
Dashing in dangerous fashion, don't get flattened beneath, stay fast on your feet,
then bask in relief, while you laugh at defeat

With all the allies I've lost...
And all the bad guys I've crossed...
It doesn't matter the cost,
I won't rest til I battle and bested the boss