Alright, this is the Achaean version of Square Dance by Eminem, "Sprig
Hunt". Me and Zyph were bored outta our minds, so we did this. I picked
a lotta names at random, especially for the outro, so don't get offended
like you usually do. I did make sure to try and have the negatives be
people who don't like LDT and vice versa. The names I picked completely
at random were Apoc, Tranquility, Rarch, and Septerra, at least the ones
I've noticed. The others I just put into slots whether they were for or
against LDT. I also skipped a bit me and Zyph couldn't convert lyrics
for, in verse 2.

Zyph wants me to say he doesn't sell herbs to Mhaldorians, ever. *shrug*
Whatever.

If you've never heard Square Dance, skip this post because it will make
absolutely no sense, opposed to the utter senselessness you'd get
otherwise.

Intro:
People!! It feels so good to be baaack! Ladies and gentleman,
introducing the new and improved you know who!

Verse 1[Slask]:
Never been the type to bend or budge. The wrong button to push, no
friend of Rarch. / I'm the centerpiece, you're a maltese, I'm a Jester
of his leash. All this cred talk can cease. / All these people I had to
leave in limbo. I'm back now, I've come to release this info. / I'll be
brief and let me just keep it simple. Rocktamer don't want no beef with
Slask? Noooo! / Not even on my deathsight. So won't you please jump off
my giraffe, lay off and stay off. / And follow me as I put this planet
in chaos, from message to message.

Chorus(x2):
Y'all come on now, let's all get up now. Let's smoke a cactus, we gon'
have a good ol' time. / Don't be scared cause there ain't nothin' to
worry 'bout. Let your hair down, and come sprig hunt with me.

Verse 2[Slask]:
Let your hair down to the sprig, yeah, kick on back. The boogie monster
of posts, yeah the man's back. / Wit' a plan to ambush this Church
administration, mush Mhaldor's face in, push this generation / of kids
to stand and fight, for the right to say somethin' you might not like. /
Oh yeah, don't think I won't go there. Go to Mhaldor and do a show
there. / Yeah, you laugh, 'till your goddamn ass gets championed. While
you're at Ashtan thinkin' the crap can't happen, / 'till you mess
around, get a voyria affliction, from a weapon, soaked in venom, dirk
dstabbin'. / See the open wound and you stand back gaspin', frickin'
assassins ambushin' Paladins, backstabbin'. / All these credwhores,
Achaea demands action. Next thing you know, you've got Shallam's ass
askin' / to join the Guard or what you'll do for the Churchies. You're
just a baby, gettin' recruited at 18. / You're on a steed now, eatin'
their food and their fried mutton. I'm 28, they're gon' take you 'fore
they take me! / Crazy insane, or insane crazy. When I say Kauffman, you
say LDT. / My views ain't changed, still inhumane. Wait, arraigned 2
days late, the date's today, issue me!

Chorus(x2)

Verse 3[Zypher]:
Nothin' moves me more than a groove that soothes me. Nothin' soothes me
more than a groove that boosts me. / Nothin' boosts me more, or suits me
beautifully. There's nothin' you can do to me, impale me, snipe me. /
Psychotic, hypnotic product, I got the epidermal. Ain't nobody badder
and so on, / and yada yada. Damn I talk a lotta hum de lay la la la,
oochie walla walla um da dah da dah da, but ya gotta gotta / Keep
movin', there's more concoctions to make, keep gettin' new herbs, get
vials to break. / The monotony, what's gotten into me? Sprigs, herbs,
and Shallamites. Thug like I'm Slask on my enemies. / On your knees, got
you under siege. Somebody you would give12-hundred creds to be. /
Hun-ga-ry, like a frickin' strange Magi. Forget the fee, I can get you
herbs for free. / Yeah buddy, laugh, it's funny. I have the money to
have you killed by Kauffman, he has nothin'. / I'm past bluffin', pass
the 4 sprigs. Let's get ready for some intense, serious, real smokin'!

Chorus(x2)

Outro:
Dr. Zyph, wants to sprig hunt with me. Tranquility, wants to sprig hunt
with me. Varnes, wants to sprig hunt with me. Apoc, wants to sprig hunt
with me. Septerra, won't sprig hunt with me. Rocktamer, won't sprig hunt
with me. Ximili, don't want no parts of me. Ashtan Ragers, wanna sprig
hunt with you!

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Chronos, in the year 337 AF.