I have all the lyrics and references neatly put together by a dude name Shishio Kagezuchi and it can be seen HERE http://www.veoh.com/video s/v15469317XMGsw962?g=kab lisk-keep&rank=10&order=c a
I've been a gamer all my life and decided to make a video game Album. It's going to be called "Listen To The Game Music" A la Romance of the Three Kingdoms IV. I've already gotten a number of the songs started.
Myspace: www.myspace.com/kabliskke ep or www.myspace.com/karlkabli sk
Hm, what else, Credit to Dash Bones aka Cortex Bomb of the Streetdoctors for recording me. I'm thinking about re-recording this in the future to a video game beat to make it complete. I like this version too though.
Thats about it, I really would like to hear feedback from you guys, you can even give suggestions on what games you want to hear in the future because I have about 6 of the 11 tracks decided already, so I'm open to suggestion. I'm gonna rap about any game genre and a few on specific franchises. Stuff like Metal Gear, Final Fantasy and Romance of the Three Kingdoms have already been decided on plus 1 bonus Anime rap, heh.
Befo' we rhyme, NPCs read yo' only lines, you do know,
you branch off from the main storyline, from old mines to road shrines,
we do it solely to pass time, level up rob yo' ass blind,
learn Limit Breaker One through Nine, forget those we left behind,
only time the rhymin' stops, is for Miss "Kind-with-locks", the jock at the item shop,
Karl Kablisk spit sick shit in this, game scenario,
Same-sickness in the wooded plains of Wario
This ain't no carnival, no chick and no Ferris wheel,
Attack 'n its like the blade in the back of Aeris, steel
Like omnislash the real deal, ta' bomb any ass, who try to pilfer, or cop this silver, mad killer,
Hey! You betta' get yo' arms ready, cuz' one jab is like a stab from Tonberry
9-9-9-9 count the hit points, my rhyme finds timed lines, made ta flip joints
Think it's cheap? Don't like where the song go?
The Chinatown beat's a 9-round Air Combo
I hit hard yo', you ain't safe in your stronghold, remember, I'm a Rockman like Rongo,
Might move slow, and do, a long show, we in ya', mock fan, WE WANT YOU TO BLOCKDOS!
Think we need hoes, then you peeps are wrong, we got ganguros reppin' for da' Street Mahjong,
You need be far from uniquely awesome, complete rap freaks your whole fleet be "Oblong"
With rhymes exceed the speed of extreme G, so fast it blew up the gas on the mean bean machine,
With the rank of Lieutenant, I invented the game of Game Rap, way back when Sonic relayed laps
Changed my aim with the blade I claimed from Kain, on yo' back with the famed pimpslap to strain yo' MaxPayne,
When I came up, I'm the age of 4 (a-fo), and blowed-up, mind-lanes-interchangeabl e,
Terrain I know, pathed in BloodRayne, my Primal Rage came on these Streets that go by the same name
Stains left from open veins, EXP ta' gain, they ask me something,
I don't hear, I just swing, this Black Bat, defeat, n' that's that, hear the beat snap when I reach my max stats
'n smack'n fairy bitchin' packs that crack crap like we ain't scary, or more upliftin' than Griffin Aviaries
"Fock Terrans and Kerrigan, back ta' bare dirt, terror lairs, hair and air again, tearin' skin 'n scarin' men"
Back to days of olden, with this golden axe, these chosen cats rap at shows in barracks, and cap for arrogance
Shenanigans, put that against Dash is "inadequice", the badda' wins, the defense of a strategist
What matters is, stat concerns and attack patterns, so we learned to burn fans back on Amtrak,
Clap returns ask we slap whack with Saturn RAM Packs, and pack facts like patterned anthrax,
Stand back and crack competition demands that, they're shattered when they listen their mission's a hand-back
So next time, you and a friend samplin' slang rhymes, be sure those men, aint' brandishin', Zanarkand gang signs,
With lines fatter than Death Adder 'n when mad then shit's on, one-size-fits-all ass kickin' with this Blitzball.