THE MICRO-DOSE (RISS33 Cover) by AR

[Intro: The specific whistling melody played on a hollow copper pipe. Deep bass groove kicks in. Lighter flickering sound.] (Yeah... ajusta el lente, pibe...) (Todo es relativo...) [Verse 1: Rhythmic, cool flow] 500 gold coins on the table, no questions asked Cleaning up the mess where the wizard is masked. Entered the tower, touched the wrong rune (Glitch!) Now the ceiling is the sky, and the lamp is the moon. From heroes to zeros, two inches tall Fighting dust bunnies in the grand hall. [Chorus: Anthemic, catchy, sung with swagger] Micro-Dose, Macro-Pain Logic is washing down the drain. The Iguana is Godzilla, the needle is a sword Welcome to the glitch of the Dungeon Lord. (As above, so below...) [Whistle Solo: The Main Hook plays loud and distorted over heavy funk bass] (Pii-pi-pi-piii... Pii-pi-pi-piii...) [Verse 2: Darker, Stoner vibe] Walked into the swamp, where the logic rots Saw a spider wearing iron knots. It’s not nature, fam, it’s a machine An island on legs, keeping the forest green. The Druid is crying, the Sutura is torn Tell me, little man, for what were you born? [Bridge: Deep voice, philosophical drop] You think you are big? You think you are small? It’s just a matter of where you stand in the hall. A virus to the world, or a cure for the itch? We are all just code inside of the glitch. [Outro: Fading out with the Whistle and a synth wind] Pochita rides again... The gold doesn't smell... But the swamp sure does. (Whistle fades into static) [End]