(GQ)
They call me the man who spends his nights/
washed up in the alley gettin' in fights/
Charge a price, cuz nobody thanks me twice/
Afer all, I ONLY save your life/
On top of that, I lost the kids and wife/
I guess I wasn't that surprised/
when she said she was "friends with other guys"/
I mean, look at Henry Cavill's eyes!/ (Oh my!)
I guess that's why he's the movie star/
she's like: "I don't even know who you are!/
I'm leaving you for his dick and his car!"/
(Wow, rude! Harsh, bro)
I used to be the best, had an S on my chest/
I was stopping all the haters like a bulletproof vest/
Can't manage the pressure, I'm manic depressed/
I could call up the D.C. Show, I guess/
You know that I was never a hero,
SUPER HERO! SUPER STARS!
You know that I could never be a hero.
LALA LALA LALA LAA-AA!
(KING DYLAN)
I guess they never said I was the villain, who am I kiddin'?/
I didn't do dirt cuz I was too damn chicken/
Good thing nobody was doing any diggin'/
Look into the evidence of crimes I committed/
That shopping cart never met it's true demise/
and I never punched any dude in tights/
I tried doing Hip Hop with a group of guys/
- It didn't work out - pipe dreams, super-sized/
No supervillains, no superheroes/
Just a group of silly ol' stupid weirdos/
Crazy as shit, so I'm poopin' miracles/
I wished my life away - POOF! Here I go/
I wanna the Godfather in the mafia/
wanna be the top Soprano at the opera/
I wanna be a lot but I'm awfully awkward/
shit, maybe I should talk to a Doctor?/
CHORUS
(MC MOSSBERG)
Yo its Sergeant Mo, couldn't flow much iller/
From the DC Show to the donut killer/
Used to spend my days straight blessin' tracks here/
Now I spend my time by arresting rappers/
I don't give a fuck if you did it or not/
I might mistake my tazer and you gettin' shot/
It's not a problem, yeah I did it a lot/
I feared for my life, so now I'm gettin off/
It's the bacon man, framing innocent patrons/
A blatant ham with baseless accusations/
Bags of contraband chucked into your backseat/
While I'm yellin "KOBE!" like a Lakers fan/
I'm raking in grands while you're playin' friendly/
You're shaking hands, I'm out here making enemies/
I'm settin' beef with peeps that never would mess with me/
Just a bad apple - treat you poors aggressively/
CHORUS
(BUTTNZ)
I guess I didn't need nobody, guess I didn't need no friends/
but I can't enjoy the dance without marionettes/
My head's fuzzy, in the clouds, like a "Hairier" Jet/
Don't they know the more, the more merry it gets?/
Like uh, I'm frustrated/
I fucked this up, and I hate it/
I want to put them back in cages/
Want to grab them by the neck and say that/
I need GQ here to save the day, and I need that beat cop on the way/
and I need King Dylan to act like a villain
Cuz there's mothafuckin shopping carts all over the place!/
I consider these guys to be friends of mine/
It's been that way, since the end of time/
Now I need drugs that'll rock my enzymes/
better go talk to Frank... enrhyme/ - End rhyme/
credits
from Robocalypse Supreme,
released September 9, 2022
Written by D.Roberts/J.Mosier/O.Zacharias/G.Furber
Recorded, mixed & Produced by King Dylan
Additional Voiceover by Adam "Sonik" Curatolo
The DC Show/The Doomsday Cartel are 5 skilled emcess named King Dylan, MC Mossberg, Buttnz, GQ, and Smixx. With Dylan on the
beats and rhymes being kicked by all 5 whenever they feel inclined, this collective of nerds are still on the brink of never being famous after 20 some years of rap, but they still go harder than 40 viagra pills. Just Listen, or don't. Just don't go listen to Drake instead....more
Two brothers tell their true coming-of-age story together through hip-hop bangers that draw from a wide array of pop influences. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2017
