Who's rapping?
Dovahkiin
Dragons?
I'm not over keen
I'll dice them like a knife
Slicing right through
An Aubergine
My dragon shout flow
Is sweeter than a soda stream
You won't believe your eyes
I'm like an overload
Of Dopamine
broadsword in one hand
And a magic spell in the other
I'm the last of the Dragonborn
There's no other, my brother [bad word] for cover
If you've got scales
Then I'm on your tail
And I will not fail
Like a free-roaming
Sandbox game
I'm off the rails
I'll walk the trail
Through awful gales
And storms of hail
'Til all the nails
Are knocked into your coffin
I'm not stopping
'Til you're impaled
And I've prevailed
In the name of the Nords
I pray to the Lords
You all get a taste
Of the blade of my sword
I'm taking on hordes of enemies
I face them with hoards of weaponry
They're draining my force
So [bad word] into play
With retorts and recipes
Alchemixing like a DJ
Restoration, restore my energy
My Legacy
Odyssey
Elegy
Prophecy's
Written in heavenly bodies
And buried
With every body
That ever did bother
To mess with me
Deading them
Terribly
Horribly
I'm a celebrity
Honestly
You're a wannabe
I'm a prodigy
The suggestion you're better
Than me at being a warrior? [bad word] It's a gift to me
I don't just spit flames lyrically
But literally
And the Elder Scrolls are scripts
In which I've written
Your obituary
I am the Dragonborn
Wearing a hat
With badass horns
I'm Dovahkiin
Known globally
You're nobody
At all.