Released: August 30, 2011
Songwriter: FV
Producer: MF DOOM
[Verse 1]
Making Alpha Males obsolete like Betamax
I'm stating facts, coming for your brain, I'll break it fast
They said I have less than 5 seconds, I'll make'em last
Though Chronos is an asshole
I'll work while he's taking naps
Wait for Zeus to lose temper
Make him turn my enemies to a stash of loose members
Then become God of Gods, Mammals and Birds
And all the girls will feed me grapes
While I'm throwing a curse
Date Aphrodite, make her my wifey
Fuck her twice, then i leave
To fight the God of the Vikings
I'm the God of the Fight
I'm the God of the Light
God of the Night, God of the Fire
And God of the Tide
And you're a, target I strike, when my claws start
Straving for fights, my heart's bright, jaw's barking with might (Raf raf)
'Cause life is tough, tough
It's not a bluff, poor schmuck
I am fucking you up
Reduce you to a newborn
Leave you stucking two thumbs
Make you regret every single of
The troubles you've brung
Me, Guess it's kinda funny
It's a world where a king is a violent dummy
Piles of shit next to piles of money
Being almighty is alright
But it's too motherflipping hard for me
The world is turning
You should stop running
It would be a smart place
If the fools would stop cumming
[Verse 2]
Stop the run and have some fun
Stop the race at once, 'cause the rats are wrong
They run in circles, all the laps they've done
Still ended up in square one, while us cats are gone
The things you own, are a trap, my son
Like Huxley thought - we're slaves to the stuff we bought
The crap we own, trust me mob, cast your stone
But i refuse to cast a vote, I attack the thone
Spineless, lack you lack some bones
Why don't you show your true face, leave the mask at home
You worship cash and attack the poets
I'll smash opponents in half, fucking trash you rodents
Fucking trash you rats and throw you high
Spinning like a fucking acrobat
I gotta do it, make you bastards clap
Fuck politeness, no one is ever asked to rap
And that's that
Making Alpha Males obsolete like Betamax
I'm stating facts, coming for your brain, I'll break it fast
They said I have less than 5 seconds, I'll make'em last
Though Chronos is an asshole
I'll work while he's taking naps
Wait for Zeus to lose temper
Make him turn my enemies to a stash of loose members
Then become God of Gods, Mammals and Birds
And all the girls will feed me grapes
While I'm throwing a curse
Date Aphrodite, make her my wifey
Fuck her twice, then i leave
To fight the God of the Vikings
I'm the God of the Fight
I'm the God of the Light
God of the Night, God of the Fire
And God of the Tide
And you're a, target I strike, when my claws start
Straving for fights, my heart's bright, jaw's barking with might (Raf raf)
'Cause life is tough, tough
It's not a bluff, poor schmuck
I am fucking you up
Reduce you to a newborn
Leave you stucking two thumbs
Make you regret every single of
The troubles you've brung
Me, Guess it's kinda funny
It's a world where a king is a violent dummy
Piles of shit next to piles of money
Being almighty is alright
But it's too motherflipping hard for me
The world is turning
You should stop running
It would be a smart place
If the fools would stop cumming
[Verse 2]
Stop the run and have some fun
Stop the race at once, 'cause the rats are wrong
They run in circles, all the laps they've done
Still ended up in square one, while us cats are gone
The things you own, are a trap, my son
Like Huxley thought - we're slaves to the stuff we bought
The crap we own, trust me mob, cast your stone
But i refuse to cast a vote, I attack the thone
Spineless, lack you lack some bones
Why don't you show your true face, leave the mask at home
You worship cash and attack the poets
I'll smash opponents in half, fucking trash you rodents
Fucking trash you rats and throw you high
Spinning like a fucking acrobat
I gotta do it, make you bastards clap
Fuck politeness, no one is ever asked to rap
And that's that