Letras ChainMail - BONES

ChainMail

Chainmail, head to toe, with a mace in my hand
I done hit the level cap before you came to this land
Two-handed swords and shields, it’s all gold
Blacksmith how I swing, by the heat of the coal
Wrist gettin' sore, I clock out and pour
At the pub with my team, thunder ale galore
Paddelin' up the shore and dockin' at the port
I’m a travellin' merchant, goods never runnin' short
Pack full of gold, and the platinum pipe
I thrive in the dark, all I wanna do is light
My stats too high for the average man
Think twice before you speak to the skeleton man
Dark age blunts all that I smoke
Gemstones on my throat, let the commodores know
Who the King
Dark age blunts all that I smoke
Gemstones on my throat, let the commodores know
Keep it honest with the masses, that’s why they lashin'
Out at any opposition tryna attack me
They know I’d do the same if some shit got hectic
Rain fire on your village
Turn your town to ashes
Pitchforks up and torches lit, I read your poem
All I saw was misfortune, bitch
I foresee hellfire in your very near future
Heard you wanna take me out, saw me, but ain’t do shit
Just like a peasant, all talk no action
Vagabond reputation, wanderin' is a habit
You stallin', fallin', back-up callin'
I’m wanderin' around the vineyard lookin' around astounded
Dark age blunts all that I smoke
Gemstones on my throat, let the commodores know
Who the King
Dark age blunts all that I smoke
Gemstones on my throat, let the commodores know