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• Bard's rap

Excuse me, outlander... A word in your ear, if I may

Well met, stranger
Elated to make your acquaintance
Now, may I entertain you with some quotations over cadence?
You see, I bear some rare, amazing information
And you look like someone who's used to strange situations.
There is a hidden portal within the Bards' College
I was brought through, an immortal, to impart knowledge
About an otherworldly form of Redguard sonnet
They took a thumping drumbeat and said bars on it
I wandered through Solitude, departed Haafingar,
Past Hjaalmarch, through the Reach east of Markarth
I reached the Whiterun Hold
I preached the rhyme and told the people
That the need to speak was higher than the price of gold
Nothing can beat soul
Not even sweetrolls
I've got it locked like pick stuck in a keyhole
I leave you wee trolls wishing that you'd re-rolled
By the Nine Divines, my rhyme's a sight to behold
My freeholds are threefold
I rock the property chain, cause I'm the top bloody Thane
In this Monopoly game
So you'd better watch the throne, Stormcloak
Because you're getting overthrown by an ordinary bloke

It's high time Skyrim had a new High King
And I like hiking, it's quite exciting
I'm descended from the Vikings back in my kingdom
But my lyric writing's better than my skill at fighting
My pen is mightier than swords, it's the right choice
They call me "MF Thu'um" when I use my voice
With each rap my Speechcraft keeps stacking
If you could see the graph, you'd actually be laughing
You'll never sound as fresh
I'm a rock star
I climb the seven thousand steps to High Hrothgar
Like Jurgen Windcaller
My words'll bring more disorder
Than mixing Skooma in an Orcish brigand's drink order
A bawdy bard that raps, my Voice'll cause your cart to crash
Your horse armor cracks under the awesome force of Paarthurnax

But here's the secret I needed to tell:
You can be an MC with me as well
Forget the Blades, you and me don't need the Greaybeards
Who are Mehrunes Dagon and the Daedra to an atheist?
Mages, take you spell tome and go to the hell home
Because who needs boots of speed when we've got shell toes?
And so, whether you drink Honeymead or Alto
Be sure that Dan'll smelt flows 'til all of Tamriel knows
You should use the bars of the bard deep inside you
And 'til we meet again, friend
Talos guide you

Talos guide you...

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