| Song | Presenting Dungeon Family |
| Artist | Dungeon Family |
| Album | Even In Darkness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Benjamin, Patton, Render ... | |
| Dungeon Family, | |
| Dungeon Family | |
| Dungeon Family, y'all got six minutes | |
| Dungeon Family, don't y'all hear 'em out there? | |
| They're going bananas, get up | |
| Dungeon, come on | |
| Dungeon Family, get out here | |
| Come on, you hear me in there? | |
| First Generation | |
| Presenting | |
| Dungeon Family, | |
| Mr. DJ's on the drums | |
| We spit the slickest shit from the gutters and the slums | |
| Presenting | |
| Dungeon Family, | |
| Mr. DJ's on the drums | |
| We spit the slickest shit from the gutters and the slums | |
| Golly, yea' ain't gon' believe this | |
| Oh, you will when you see it | |
| Them boys done came together, changed the weather | |
| Now they finna reign forever | |
| Somebody better tell 'em they can think whatever | |
| But I don't sweat 'em | |
| Oh, if they say | |
| I ain't right this time, shawdy bet 'em' | |
| Cause I got game to sell 'em, a thang or better | |
| I play 'em low key like below sea level | |
| The high fidelity gon' bang yo' cerebellum | |
| And crank the party up like this old | |
| Charles Tatum | |
| In a subterranean chamber, creatin' masterpieces | |
| Etch it in stone, trust 'em it's hard to keep 'em | |
| A thunderous sound, comes from up under the ground | |
| Do you smell what the | |
| Family smokin'? | |
| We burnin' it down to ash, | |
| Breeze, Doc, | |
| The Mob, Rube | |
| Outkast and me, guilty by association |
| zuo qu : Benjamin, Patton, Render ... | |
| Dungeon Family, | |
| Dungeon Family | |
| Dungeon Family, y' all got six minutes | |
| Dungeon Family, don' t y' all hear ' em out there? | |
| They' re going bananas, get up | |
| Dungeon, come on | |
| Dungeon Family, get out here | |
| Come on, you hear me in there? | |
| First Generation | |
| Presenting | |
| Dungeon Family, | |
| Mr. DJ' s on the drums | |
| We spit the slickest shit from the gutters and the slums | |
| Presenting | |
| Dungeon Family, | |
| Mr. DJ' s on the drums | |
| We spit the slickest shit from the gutters and the slums | |
| Golly, yea' ain' t gon' believe this | |
| Oh, you will when you see it | |
| Them boys done came together, changed the weather | |
| Now they finna reign forever | |
| Somebody better tell ' em they can think whatever | |
| But I don' t sweat ' em | |
| Oh, if they say | |
| I ain' t right this time, shawdy bet ' em' | |
| Cause I got game to sell ' em, a thang or better | |
| I play ' em low key like below sea level | |
| The high fidelity gon' bang yo' cerebellum | |
| And crank the party up like this old | |
| Charles Tatum | |
| In a subterranean chamber, creatin' masterpieces | |
| Etch it in stone, trust ' em it' s hard to keep ' em | |
| A thunderous sound, comes from up under the ground | |
| Do you smell what the | |
| Family smokin'? | |
| We burnin' it down to ash, | |
| Breeze, Doc, | |
| The Mob, Rube | |
| Outkast and me, guilty by association |
| zuò qǔ : Benjamin, Patton, Render ... | |
| Dungeon Family, | |
| Dungeon Family | |
| Dungeon Family, y' all got six minutes | |
| Dungeon Family, don' t y' all hear ' em out there? | |
| They' re going bananas, get up | |
| Dungeon, come on | |
| Dungeon Family, get out here | |
| Come on, you hear me in there? | |
| First Generation | |
| Presenting | |
| Dungeon Family, | |
| Mr. DJ' s on the drums | |
| We spit the slickest shit from the gutters and the slums | |
| Presenting | |
| Dungeon Family, | |
| Mr. DJ' s on the drums | |
| We spit the slickest shit from the gutters and the slums | |
| Golly, yea' ain' t gon' believe this | |
| Oh, you will when you see it | |
| Them boys done came together, changed the weather | |
| Now they finna reign forever | |
| Somebody better tell ' em they can think whatever | |
| But I don' t sweat ' em | |
| Oh, if they say | |
| I ain' t right this time, shawdy bet ' em' | |
| Cause I got game to sell ' em, a thang or better | |
| I play ' em low key like below sea level | |
| The high fidelity gon' bang yo' cerebellum | |
| And crank the party up like this old | |
| Charles Tatum | |
| In a subterranean chamber, creatin' masterpieces | |
| Etch it in stone, trust ' em it' s hard to keep ' em | |
| A thunderous sound, comes from up under the ground | |
| Do you smell what the | |
| Family smokin'? | |
| We burnin' it down to ash, | |
| Breeze, Doc, | |
| The Mob, Rube | |
| Outkast and me, guilty by association |