Dave, Fist of Odin Well, maybe some prep spells . . . ah, well. I would like to be outside, though - maybe just hanging around in case bad shit goes down. You know? I might not be a Man of the People of Greyhelm, but I kinda got some sort of vibe going, I think. Plus, I'm this high level priest, see, and I like handing out drinks. That's my main strategy if trouble comes down the street.

Like so:

Check It!
I'm Dave, Fist of Odin
And I'm rhymin mad slow
Us priests gettin dissed
By some fuckin' monks, yo
But we're passin out the 40s
(Here ya go, here ya go)
And we're smokin all the shorties
Cuz we flow
To and fro
D-d-d-don't cha know.

(Beat Boxin')

Nowwww -
Once before Odin told me
"take this bitch down"
And like I did it to her
I'll do it to this clown
Yeah I'm talking bout some gaytard
Monk of Flowers, in a gown
Smack you up
Make you frown
Take you up- then down-town
Put the hurt on you so hard
Spin yo ass right around

(Like a record?)

Like a record, baby;
(guitars)
Right round round round

(more beat boxin')

Wellllll . . .
Got my homies mad searchin
For this oracular dude
And some Armek Knight Biatches
Yo we're gettin all rude
There's this fuckwad named Vrill
And we got him hella stewed
Yeah I'm Dave, Fist of Odin
(Fist of Odin!)
Fist of Odin representin
My rhyme skilz complementin
Til the break of Armegeddon
In a clobberin mood

Fist of Odin
(Fist of Odin!)
Yeah I'm Dave, Fist of Odin
Fist of Odin
(Fist of Odin!)
Yeah I'm Dave, Fist of Odin
Representin, Complementin
If you fuck with me you're screwed
'Cuz I'm Dave, Fist of Odin
(Fist of Odin!)
Fist of Odin
What's my name? Fist of Odin!
Yeah I'm Dave, Fist of Odin

(repeat and fade)  ¶ 10:05 PM