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At the Exercitus Imperium secret party, five men walked on stage, and blew the crowd away. The Emperor was invited, as was the Privy, but otherwise it was Imperial Army only.

 

 

Marshal Vibius- Marsh Vib

Magnus- M. Nuts

Arthal Lowedge- Arthal Low-Edge

Ser Paul Ryan- Ser P.R.

Raigeki Kato- Raggamuffin

 

 

((OPEN THE SPOILER FOR THE SONG, RYAN))

 

[Marsh Vib]

Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin?

Tell me trooper.. tell me

Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin?

 

[Chorus 2x]

Stress, but busta free

Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin

Bustin, my arbalest bolt

Catch 'em while they sleepin, now I'm the last motherfucker breathin

 

Stress, but busta free

Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin

Bustin, my arbalest bolt

Catch 'em while they sleepin, now I'm the last motherfucker breathin

 

[Marsh Vib]

Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest

Couldn't rest, nah man I was stressed

Had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest

sh*t, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the TotenKopf

A thug troopah screamin Hammer Time, bustin double glocks

Hittin corners in my Horse drawn Wagon

Liquor got me drivin up on the curb, hand on the steerin reigns swervin

Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hell

Just let me live in these trenches, cause ain't no peace for me in court

Gettin world-wide exposure

with a bunch of troppers that don't give a F*CK, ridin as my soldiers

I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer

Kaldonia Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huh

Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin

I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherf*cker breathin

 

[Chorus]

Stress, but busta free

Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin

Bustin, my arbalest bolts

Catch 'em while they sleepin, now I'm the last motherfucker breathin

 

[Arthal Low-Edge]

Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt

For all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earth

Outlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack the block

Shootin rocks at the Dorfs, I'll bust back for 'Vib

Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here

Stale down here, too many jails down here

Why you act like you don't hear me?

Young Noble, Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill me

I'm still breathin

 

[ser P.R.]

Now we was raised, "F*ck this life," I rose my right

Holdin on a tight grip with death in my sight

And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleepwalkin as a true

Walk around town with a pound full of, bitter food

Came a long way from my born day, dead away where there's war play

F*ck friends I'll say, rather die for my Secon’ Comp

with these f*g-ass troopers, see-through glass ass snelves

Only ride my d*ck and the skin of my mash-ass troopahs

Breathin!

 

[Chorus]

Stress, but busta free

Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin

Bustin, my arbalest bolt

Catch 'em while they sleepin, now I'm the last motherfucker breathin

 

[M. Nuts]

Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back

Talkin bout a bad day, I live a life like that

It's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, droppin' hooligans

Catch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined and

breathin in sewer stench, no one give a f*ck about me

I learned to like it like that, when I was still in mommy

The side of seedy that the devil run from

In the belly of the beast, that's where the f*ck we come from

And still I'm breathin!

 

[Raggamuffin]

And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this

Just lost two of my closest na'r one of y'all can take this

But I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain

We number one motherfucker bout to do it again

shieet, 'Vib still doin it, you hoes can't ruin it

Two million everytime he drop I know you f*ckers losin it

We movin in - for the kill, for a meal, holdin steel

Hold the wheel I'm bout to give these bustas somethin they can feel

Fakin real, but we the raw and uncut

Style-bitin thug lyin soldiers, give it up!

We hit 'em up! (and we still breathin.. and we still breathin..)

 

[Marsh Vib]

Tell 'em trooper.. tell 'em

(and we still breathin..)

Who'll be the last m*therfuckers breathin?

 

[Chorus]

Stress, but busta free

Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin

Bustin, my arbalest bolt

Catch 'em while they sleepin, now I'm the last motherfucker breathin

 

Stress, but busta free

Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin

Bustin, my arbalest bolt

Catch 'em while they sleepin, now I'm the last motherfucker breathin

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Ser Paul Ryan turns up, dropping sick beats and tearing up sheets with all the well to do highborn ladies at the party. 

 

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Soon, some shrooms find their way into his ale, and he royally trips harder than a fat kid falling down stairs.

 

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As he blacks out, two words escape from his lips, quickly followed by a slow trickle of saliva and apple tini 

"Ave Oren..."

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