Sorcery And Sidearms

I cast…
SUPPRESSIVE FIRE!
(ratatatatatata)
Magic’s dead, baby. Long live the clip.

Came through floatin’, robe on tight
Scope on the wand, I don’t aim right
No mana left? I don’t care
Clip got runes, got spells in air

Wizards talk, I shoot first
Potion poppin’, make it worse
Enchanted vest, bulletproof charm
+10 damage from my sidearm

🎵 Blam blam blam! that’s my chant
I don’t wave wands, I empty mags
I cast... ratatatatat!
Suppressive fire, wizard swag

🎵 Sorcery and sidearms, staff got steel
Pull up slow on a magic wheel
I got scrolls, I got rounds
Both go boom, both lay 'em down

Griffin parked in the tavern lot
My owl got a beam in a laser dot
I don’t duel, I press and dash
You hold a tome, I hold a flash

Stealth in cloak, drip in chain
Bard in the back yellin’ “Let it rain!”
Hit that elf with a cursed grenade
He tried to blink—now he just fade

🎵 Blam blam blam! cast that spell
I got heat, straight from hell
I cast... ratatatatat!
Suppressive fire, ring that bell

🎵 Sorcery and sidearms, I don’t miss
Wrote my grimoire on an ammo list
You chant slow, I click quick
My spell’s a switch, my wand’s a stick

Remember young apprentice...
Always aim for center mass...
And never bring a spell... to a gunfight.