[Verse 1: Adam WarRock]
This time we're back on some cold Mesozoic sh**
Stan and Jack; Silver Age still the dopest kids
We rock the vibranium matter, make craniums shatter
And leave your entrails for Zabu's dinner platter
Picture me lounging in other dimensions
Hanging with Tribe One, my brothers, and henchmen
Cause even Sauron thinks we're sick in the head
We chose to grab mics so we rip 'em instead
Thinkin' it's dead, slap tracks like kids in the shed
Every verse is so raw the center's pink and it's red
Our words cause the great cataclysm
Melt the ice caps and tell Al Gore to go tell the news division
Shake the foundations like earthquakes and Asimov
Run big game like our last name was Kravinoff
And once you see us you ain't ever comin' back
That's the way it runs when you're in the Savage Land
[Hook]
There ain't no coming back from the Savage Land
That's why the Silver Age stands with the mic in hand
Blast with gamma rays and vibranium elements
Genetic engineering, sophisticated intelligence
There ain't no coming back from the Savage Land
That's why the Silver Age stands with the mic in hand
Yo, you wanna trip? Then you can leave today
Cause the Savage Land is here to send haters on their way
[Verse 2: Tribe One]
Broadcast from eight thousand feet above sea level
Each speaker screamin' like steam in a tea kettle
Ask K-Zar and [?] the she-devil
The way we swing an axe it isn't rap; speed metal
Nothin' has ever been further from a quiet storm
My rhyme is more like shooting fire from a lion's roar
We live by the sword
Cause in the savage land you're twice more likely
To die from the bite of a dinosaur
I'm not a flossy rapper, I'm a velociraptor
Stalking the Land of the Lost; Jura**ic Park
I'm not a fossil I'm a walking catastrophic disaster
[?] from Shadow of the Colossus and stature
I am the sentinel of sentences rush to d**h
Weapon X menace in the premises
And I'm a travelin' man from Latveria to Adaland
And every single stage that I step on is the
[Hook]
God damn it's the Savage Land
That's why the Silver Age stands with the mic in hand
Blast with gamma rays and vibranium elements
Genetic engineering, sophisticated intelligence
There ain't no comin' back from the Savageland
That's why the Silver Age stands with the mic in hand
Yo you wanna trip? You can leave today
Cause the Savage Land is here to send haters on their way
[Verse 3: Adam WarRock]
Yo, strategic hazard intervention espionage
Logistics directorate crew I'm sittin' next to kid
Best believe you haven't even mentioned all the barrages
Specifics connected with experiments as we cross the line
Shine from inside, reach space and time and see past the line
Pull from a place you ain't gonna believe
When gateway sends a portal connecting us to the breach
[Verse 4: Tribe One]
I got a necklace of teeth and I wrestled them from a Beast
When I get inside your mind I'm Professor X with the speech
Super star jammin' on these candy bar rappers
We are Quin jet setters fantastic car jackers
Battle Star Galactus march in the Antarctic
In our hand-carved saber-tooth shag carpets
This is the age where the Silver meets the Savage
Blastin' plasmids from out my hands like I was Havoc
[Hook]
There ain't no coming back from the Savage Land
That's why the Silver Age stands with the mic in hand
Blast with gamma rays and vibranium elements
Genetic engineering, sophisticated intelligence
There ain't no coming back from the Savage Land
That's why the Silver Age stands with the mic in hand
Yo, you wanna trip? Then you can leave today
Cause the Savage Land is here to send haters on their way