Smiling Jack
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« on: September 29, 2009, 02:42:51 PM » |
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Trapper's Delight (to the tune of the Sugarhill Gang's "Rapper's Delight")
I said a trip trap the trippie the trippie To the trip trip trap, a you dont stop To unlock it face the dang dang danger we all face the danger To the rhythm of the danger, the trap Now what you hear is not a trap--I'm rappin 'bout our quest And me, my crew--my new friends--are gonna tell ya 'bout our latest test See I am Wonderhin and I'd like to just say hi To the orc, to the dwarf, the mage, and the drow, the cleric and the scribe But first I gotta dang dang the danger to the danger Say up jump the danger to the dang dang danger Don't unlock, you dont stop It's the pitfall that will make your body drop Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along And next on the mic is my main scribe Come on, scribe, sing that song
Check it out, i'm the N-A-Z-U-the R-A-I And the rest is A-O-K Ya see i go by the code of the master of the pen And these reasons I'm about to say Ya see i'm six foot one and i'm tons of Glum And I dress to a T Ya see I wear more black than Johnny Cash and I wear it morbidly I read Sylvia Plath, I read Emily D It really puts me in a mood When the party's not out fighting I Like to sit around and brood After I write I go out at night To bring peace to this fine town If we don't slay, the thugs get away And I got a new reason to frown hear me talkin bout sp, gp, more pp Than a sucker could ever spend I hate to sound sappy but it won't make me happy To new misery I descend Ya go common room, throne room whatcha gonna do today (say what) They try to get this girl to give up some lovin Have to tell those boys no way Everybody go common room, throne room, great dining hall When this girl won't give it up, take Felosial Brother C, my fellow Its on you so what you gonna do
Well it's on n on n on on n on The beat dont wait till the break of dawn I said C-L-E, R-I-C, a priest for the church of Torm I said I go by the unforgettable name Of the man they call Deacon Mourn Well, my smell is known all over the world In the places I barfed and the places I hurled I'm goin down in history As the illest cleric there could ever be now my temperature's high, I'm rumblin' down low Wonderhin, you better look out below Ya all pinch shut your nose at the smell of my spew Nobody else look ya might get sick too You say "damn, deacon's stomach is weak" You say "damn, every day of the week" Then ya throw your hands high in the air Ya say "I wish our cleric would grow a pair" It doesn't even help if I say a prayer Look at all the stains on the shirt I wear Now, I'm not as hardened as the rest of the group But I sure can knock my foes for a loop I may have given up a part of my wealth But it still feels good to fix a friend's health singin on n n on n on n on the beat dont wait until the break of dawn singin on n n on n on on n on like a hot buttered a pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie pop da pop pop ya dont dare stop come alive yall gimme what ya got You can guess by now I can take a punch And even withstand an owlbear munch But that's okay I still keep in stride Even with an acid arrow stickin' outta my side singin on n n on n on n on the beat dont wait until the break of dawn singin on n n on n on on n on rock rock yall I throw up on the floor im gonna throw up here im gonna throw up there Got a doorman dwarf who has come prepared He picked up some skills working down at the inn He'll put sic-sic-sickness out in the trash bin I said 1-2-3-4, come on dwarf mop up the floor A-come alive, yall a-come place your bets Cause it's guaranteed my shirt's gonna get wet I said 1-2-3-4 tell me Wonderhin what are you waitin for?
I said a trip trap the trippie the trippie To the trip trip trap, a you dont stop To unlock it face the dang dang danger we all face the danger To the rhythm of the danger, the trap Skiddlee beebop a we rock a scoobie doo And guess what Waterdeep we love you For protection you part with so much gold Though the neighborhood watch is one week old I dont mean to brag I dont mean to boast But we're livin' in the tower of a wizard ghost Rock it up Waterdeep Waterdeep to the danger the dang dang the danger It's a sweet suite, its so unique Don't worry anybody it's three days up the street
I said a trip trap the trippie the trippie To the trip trip trap, a you dont stop To unlock it face the dang dang danger we all face the danger To the rhythm of the danger, the trap People startin' to wonder 'bout the scope of my skills Wonder how my thievin' can pay my bills Got to tell you all that it isn't easy The stress is just enough to make the cleric queasy Plus I'm constantly dealing with the undead & the drow's 'gina lips flappin' by my head But I'm starting to fall into my groove When the money flows I think you'll all approve Just ask our worthy scribe She's got a pad of paper where she describes Come on scribe, don't prove me wrong To the rhythm of the danger da dang dang da song
Thank you imp, the shrimp, the three-foot wimp You've done your chore but we still need more I'm the penmaster with the evil vibe I'm the dread nec--whoops--I'm the humble scribe and when you come to me to have your copies done You do it long after the setting of the sun I'm just not a big fan of the light of day And I still favor black over deep, dark grey And from day to day and from time to time Skeletons climb up outta the slime If the cleric can't turn 'em 'cause he has to puke I step up to those bones and rebuke And if some don't stop and still keep walking My hatchets will be doing the talking And if some do damage to some degree Just make sure you don't try to heal me It's not that I'm evil, (although I'm not good) Let's just say that this scribe's misunderstood Now let me take a break and introduce my crew If you already know them here's a little review Got a half-orc here, don't call him Aflac Chews on skeleton bones for a tasty snack "You travel with a half-orc, why take the chance?" Well, none of you have seen him do his sexy dance If we need a cleric to cover the deacon's sick call We got an easy drow named Felosial But before you get worked up and decide to ball It's like throwin a hot dog down the hall The dwarf named Kralig is our dedicated brute Thinking things out is not his strong suit Why do they call him Knucklebreaker you may suppose If you want to break his you'll have to punch his nose And to round things out we have a warmage His spells are potent, his advice is sage If his spells for the day don't do their thing He keeps three magic missles in a special little ring He'll sudue it, subdue it, subdue it, do it , do it and we're here and we're there the neighborhood watch, we're everywhere just throw your hands up in the air and pray to Torm even though you dont care let's do it dont stop yall a tick a tock yall you dont stop Ya go common room, throne room whatcha gonna do today (say what) They try to get this girl to give up some lovin Have to tell those boys no way Everybody go common room, throne room, great dining hall When this girl won't give it up, take Felosial I'm your humble scribe, what can i say I take our exploits put them down on the page I inventory the loot then dole it out And pass the mic to Brother C so he could shock the house
It was twelve o'clock one friday night Went to the Blue Flame Tavern to set the town right Everybody was plannin' on the floor 'Cept for one little dwarf who was watchin' the door And then this old, old elf with a mighty sword Had us watch the city for no reward We toured the 'hood looking for combat And we found a hole chock full of rats We found a dead disciple of my church And found an amulet after a minor search Had to take that sucker to it's rightful tomb No matter what the chances of impending doom Found a little town after a days ride Folks that lived there would be our friends for life The temple it appeared had been controled By an evil litch with an evil goal It was an evil plan such an evil deed We wouldn't take that shit from no litch dill weed We attacked his men with the power of prayer Fought his minions, fought an owlbear We were puttin' a stop to his evil scheme He was messin' with a true D&D dream team Face to face he tried to put up a fight He was doomed to fall in the face of Torm's might Going into battle I knew we'd rock it Then the hin found a skull he named Mr Sockets When we left the temple he said he's takin it home Wonderhin you leave the skull alone The skull is evil the skull is bad The skull's gonna drive you stark raving mad He said he'd bathe it, he'd walk it, he'd feed it food Keeping this skull will be no damn good Sure enough the whole town was dead They were our friends for life before they went to bed It was the evil skull that made them die Had no chance to say goodbye The evil of the skull of the skull the skull Of the evil skull skull that made them null The evil of the skull that gave this sting had to get the hin to break that thing now i got the hin comin on right now he's guaranteed to make you look down he goes by the name of Wonderhin come on Wonderhin time to begin
Like a pint of ale that's sweeter than honey Like the beautiful shine of ill-gotten money Like a cover story that seems legit Like a dwarf that doesn't smell like shit Like a treasure chest without no traps Like bangin' Felosial without gettin' the clap Like an upper shelf not out of reach Like when I couldn't see or hear the deacon preach Like a bottle of milk that won't go bad Mr. Sockets was the best friend I ever had All the freaks freaked, and raised the alarm Even though my little friend never did no harm If they gave Mr. Sockets just a little bitty chance They'd see he wasn't all that bad Their decision was hasty was way too rushed He mighta been a small skull's dad They made me break him down into little bits Sayin "Hin, you know it's right You'd see it much better from our viewpoint If you only had the height" Their logic was hazy, their joke not funny But I did it anyway I choked back a tear, I buried him deep And put a flower on his grave The time came to travel, we went to the tower Of an evil wizard's ghost Looking at the place with it's blue force field Gettin in should be a coast We go underground into deep dark tunnels Not knowingwhat we'd face Who would have known we'd have to clean out An owlbear's home base Now we're about to get down to the point We're making with this song It's called "Trapper's Delight" but give me a break It's thirteen minutes long Please forgive us for making you read All the introductory crap But there's only so many rhymes one can make About a couple of traps I said a trip trap the trippie the trippie To the trip trip trap, a you dont stop To unlock it face the dang dang danger we all face the danger To the rhythm of the danger, the trap I say scribe, can you talk Can ya talk about the traps that just dont stop Can ya hip me to the shoobie doo I said come on scribe, what ya gonna do
We went down to the room where the first trap was Threw the very first lever just because who knows why the group does what it does Don't think first, just get shit done The first force field dropped to the floor Easy enough, there's just one more Let's all move up and crowd the space It's not like somethings gonna spray in our face What came next was a big surprise Acid sprayed out into our eyes Let's all wait outside the door Let the dwarf and the hin both search the floor Now that they're done it's time to learn How the levers work, gotta be a pattern up, down, down, up every which way Still the acid continues to spray Hin and dwarf are soaked and starting to cuss Deacon says "have we tried simultaneous?" We try again their skin's turning to slime Now they've both been sprayed five times Let us come in and take a brief look While you rest from the damage that you both took That's when a little lever I did spy There on the wall about chest high Now the walls are down we can move on The rest of the day should be a yawn How many more traps could there be Besides we got four skeleton keys A tick a tock yall a beat beat yall A lets rock yall ya dont stop Ya go common room, throne room whatcha gonna do today (say what) They try to get this girl to give up some lovin Have to tell those boys no way Everybody go common room, throne room, great dining hall When this girl won't give it up, take Felosial A like that yall to the trap yall Trap trap yall ya dont stop Brother C my fellow its on you so whatcha gonna do
Well we used the keys to get through the next door They fit in little keyholes down in the floor Normally those holes would leave us in the lurch But the floor's the one place that the hin can search Went into the very next room A mouth in the wall started preachin' our doom It said "don't breathe" and let out a fume Kinda got the point that it wasn't perfume No it turned out to be a noxious gas Twice as potent as the one from Rene's ass From back behind us came a terrible sound Of an iron door come crashing down Had to get big, I had to get strong Couldn't keep breathing those fumes for too long I cast a few spells and lifted it high Let all my fellows slide on by Underneath the door I next did slide Let it drop down, and keep the fumes inside Next we faced a long hallway It way the best sight of the entire day Smooth sailing the rest of the way Lookin' like the party's gonna be okay Then the hin spotted on the floor Another trap, a hidden door No problem, we'll jump on past The next hidden trap did not hold fast We hit the floor and fell on down Spike were sticking up all around We take our time and sneak on by Around the next corner what should we spy Another trap in the floor but we've come prepared Got ropes tied around our derrieres At the back got a rope tied around the hin How many of the pits is he gonna fall in? We take our time, we move on past Looks like the pit traps were the last Made it by through Torm's good grace Now we got a wizard tower for our home base goin on n n on n on on n on the beat dont wait until the break of dawn a sayin on n n on n on on n on... like a hot buttered de pop de pop de pop a saying on n n on n on on n on cause i'm a helluva priest when i'm on the mic i am the definate feast delight cause i'm a helluva priest when i'm on the mic i am the definate feast delight come to the Brother C you see the Brother who prays so viciously
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