Doom 2 iSO - 12/09/2005 Immediately following the events in Doom, the player once again takes the role of the nameless space marine (although named Flynn Taggart in the Doom novels) who has proven too tough for the forces of Hell to contain. After being killed on Phobos, and subsequently fighting his way out of Deimos and Hell itself, the Marine is back home on Earth, only to find that it too has fallen victim to the hellish invasion. The player progresses through 30 levels (not including two secret levels), and on the way he learns that the remaining survivors of Earths population are being held in a space port and must escape via transporter. Once the Marine accomplishes that, he is free to live out the rest of his time alone on Earth while humanity hopefully continues on elsewhere. But before long the Marine learns of a way in which he can finally thwart the invasion once and for all...
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War is extremely serious and it saddens me To have to take tings to deadly measures And have you measured and shot for no pay It's assassination day I stalk my enemy like prey Tranked by deceptional sounds that deceives And lures MC's to the lair With a mic-like bait, then awaits to be bitten by greed Temptation tempts my victim to proceed Forward, ignorance wouldn't allow retreat You'd rather pursue DEATH than admit defeat Now who's best to describe for what I specialize in Murdereous rhymin, constantly in climbin My mind spits with an enormous kickback Your brain didn't absorb the impact Disorderly conduct from the crowd is the feedback...
Be on the lookout for this mass murderous suspect That fills more body bags than apartments in projects And as far as the coroners know The autopsy show, it was a Shaolin blow Put on by my family brought to the academy of the Wu and learned how to fuck up yo' anatomy, steadily, calm and deadly Spatter-head lyrics I lick through your transmit MC's submit to the will as I kill your juvenile freestyle, civilize the men-tal Devils worship this like an icon Bear-huggin mics with the grips of a python
wu-tang clan ....beeyach!
you will never find a doper ryhme than THAT forgotten! ...I won!
