N.E.S.

I came from the womb, from the tomb in a tunic
Shield on my back, cell-shaded like my music
Sword in the sheath, underneath, for abusin’
Demons, hatas, Mista MAJA quells while he movin’
Link on the T, on the hood, I’m Hyrulin’
Up, down, left, right, gotta keep it movin’
N-E-S bucklin’; Gotta keep it functionin’
N-E-S I-S thee best
I used to play games as my way to beat stress
But then I got stressed in the fight to be the best
Up, up, down, down, left, right, left
This is how I roll, with control, N-E-S