[verse 1] [150 bpm] I survived, my nine to five. Now inclined to feel alive. This campaign is goin’ live. Grab my bow, strap my knives. I’m a ranger, stalkin’ my prey. The danger, walkin’ my way. Look to my left, I want to climb that tree. My 18 DEX - make it easy for me. I grab the dice, to make my roll. I blow them twice – now here we go. My eye starts to twitch… Nat one. Son of a bitch!!... [chorus 1] Started… with serotonin fillin’ my brain. Now hardened… dice got me goin’ insane. I want to play an, kick back, tell the work week goodbye. Now im layin’, on my back, an lookin’ at sky. [verse2] Ok… fuck it, that’s one. Bad. Roll. Wont ruin the experience… as a whole. Perception check, time for my wisdom to shine. What a wreck, evidently I’m blind. This is bullshit, I’m gettin’ annoyed. Full shit, my last nerve, gettin’ destroyed. I’ll shoot an arrow, so I roll the die. Roll to hit… an’ watch my dignity die. Another one. That’s three in a row. D.M. grinnin’ like he already know. Arrow flew, struck our own druid. It went askew, fuck… he leaking fluid. [chorus 2] Started… with serotonin fillin' my brain. Now hardened… dice got me goin' insane. I just wanna, shoot straight, drop a body or three. Now I'm patchin', my own guy, 'cause the dice hate me. [bridge][chopper rap][speed rap][double-time flow][rapid-fire cadence] Came to relax. Jaw clenched tight. Paid for snacks. Now I fight. Rolled a one. Rolled a two. One again. Fuck. You. Breathe. Count ten. Nope. Wall. Cursed-ass dice. Lose 'em all. S'posed to unwind. Losin' my mind. Doc said hobby. Low stakes. Fine. Found one. Garbage. Hands shake. Stress relief? My mistake. Sweatin'. Twitchin'. Give a break. One clean roll. That's all it'd take. [final chorus] Started… with serotonin fillin' my brain. Now hardened… dice got me goin' insane. I just wanted to chill, play a scout, and kick it with the crew. 'Stead I'm stressed the fuck out 'cause dice be screwin' me too. [150 bpm] I sur
