An eagle soars as the people fall
However, he ignores
All your feeble wars
He will steal a horse
Speed the steed across
Clean between your forces
And beat them all
In a free-for-all
These scenes of gore
Are nothing but another bit of heathen lore
From Florentine streets to Venetian waters
The whispers persist of a secret order
And whether or not you believe, it's all good
Either way I'll proceed; keep wreaking trauma
You're never making Connor fall
I never honour laws
When I'm on a warpath
My tomahawk's
Always responsible
For an onslaught
Of monstrous proportions
You're a goner, fool
Done for
Humans I hunt for
Dropping through the roof
Never knocking on the front door
What, you want more?
Or do you want war?
I've been around for longer
Than Rob Faulkner
And now I'm gonna
Run up on a futhamucking armed gunner
Pull a Stone Cold Stunner
And I've done a runner
Quicker than a bullet from a gun
And once again I'm under cover
Repping for the Brotherhood
Stepping like no other could
Uppercutting any threats
I never take another look
I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
Said I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
I combat colonialism
While owning a rhythm
I know the world doesn't owe me a living
So throw me a bone
And I'll cause pandemonium with it
Ignoring Newtonian physics
Forget opprobrium
Critics'll go with baloney below
To the same place I take fakes
Phoneys and mimics
No need for gimmicks
Cynics only need a mo with my lyrics
Do you need me to explain that
I'm lyrically spraying it
Sharper than the tip of any bayonet
I pack a hidden blade and I make you lay on it
Whether minutemen or redcoats
It'll only take a minute at the very most
'Til they're both dead, ghosts
I dead both
Behead foes
'Til stocks and shares in lead rose
From Boston to New York
Soul of an eagle
Aloft in a true hawk
And as I move through the frontier
The truth becomes clear
The future calls, I'm done here
Almost
I've just got another little task
And I won't tell
If you don't ask
Because
I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
Said I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
Bible Rap(feat. Boyinaband) lyrics - Dan Bull
[Boyinaband:]
Dan will be a snake by the roadside
A viper along the path
That bites the horse's heels
So that its rider tumbles back
A flame goes forth from his mouth
[Dan Bull:]
You will be completely wiped out (No!)
I will bring evil upon you
Out of your own house
I killed you with the words of my mouth
Chased you like a swarm of bees
And beat you down
Your bodies will lie there
Rotting on the ground
Your blood will be poured out
Into the dust
Full of every kind of wickedness
Will also bring on you every kind of sickness
[Boyinaband:]
Kill men and women
Children and infants
[Dan Bull:]
Break them with a rod of iron (Iron)
Emotions take over
Lashin' out and spittin' fire
Murdered a man and seized his property
Dash them to pieces like pottery
[Boyinaband:]
Yeah, Bull will not be held responsible
Treated our sister like a prostitute
[Dan Bull:]
What's the use of livin' a righteous life?
How will it benefit me?
[Boyinaband:]
What's the use of livin' a righteous life?
How will it benefit me?
[Dan Bull:]
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
[Dan Bull:]
Victims bleeding and moaning
Lie all over the place
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
Like a lion in cover he lies in wait
I used a donkey's jawbone
To kill a thousand men
I beat them with this jawbone
Over and over again
Even if you beat fools half to death
You still can't beat
Their foolishness out of them
[Dan Bull:]
For David had said to him
[Boyinaband:]
"Your blood be on your own head
Your own mouth testified against you when you said"
[Dan Bull:]
He catches the helpless
And drags them off in his net
He even destroyed
Distant relatives and friends
[Boyinaband:]
Give yourself no relief
Your eyes no rest (No rest)
They are guilty of a capital offence
I will fill your mountains with the dead
Like a maniac shooting
Flaming arrows of death
[Dan Bull:]
Is this the man who shook the Earth
And made kingdoms tremble
Lying there dead
With a tent peg through his temple?
When they saw the man
Fled from him and were dreadfully afraid
Before them the people writhe in pain
[Boyinaband:]
All faces are drained of color
Like a stillborn infant
Coming from its mother's womb
With its flesh half eaten away
Hearts melt in horror
And knees shake
[Dan Bull:]
Have no mercy on helpless babies
[Boyinaband:]
Every time I open my mouth
I'm shouting "Murder!" or "Rape!"
It will be a terrible day
Sin!
[Dan Bull:]
Greed!
[Boyinaband:]
Hate!
[Dan Bull:]
Killing even your brothers
Friends and neighbors
[Boyinaband:]
They will writhe
Like a woman in labor
[Dan Bull & Boyinaband:]
And if they give birth
I will slaughter their beloved children
Bringin' a sudden flow of
Blood and water
[Boyinaband:]
And even if your children do survive to grow up
[Dan Bull:]
I will take them from ya
[Dan Bull:]
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
[Dan Bull:]
Victims bleeding and moaning
Lie all over the place
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
Like a lion in cover he lies in wait
[Dan Bull:]
Happy shall he be that takes
And dashes your little ones
Against the stones
[Boyinaband:]
Fill its courtyards
With the bodies of those you kill, go!
[Dan Bull:]
Will it keep begging you for mercy?
Will it? (Mercy!)
[Boyinaband:]
I grab it by the throat
And kill it
[Dan Bull:]
Kill all the boys and all the women
Who have slept with a man (Ew)
[Boyinaband:]
Chop them up like
Meat for the pan
[Dan Bull:]
Tore forty two of the children to pieces
Like flesh for the pot
[Boyinaband:]
Throw them away
Like a menstrual cloth
[Dan Bull:]
Make their flesh rot
And their eyes fall
From their sockets
[Boyinaband:]
And their tongues drop out
Drink, get drunk and vomit
[Dan Bull:]
Come, let us face each other in battle
[Boyinaband:]
Release wild animals
That will kill your children
And destroy your cattle
[Dan Bull:]
Anyone who is captured
Will be run through with a sword
[Boyinaband:]
Their homes will be sacked
And their wives raped
By the attacking hordes
[Dan Bull:]
Happy shall he be that takes
And dashes your little ones against the stones
[Boyinaband:]
Fill its courtyards
With the bodies of those you kill
Let's go!
[Dan Bull:]
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
[Dan Bull:]
Victims bleeding and moaning
Lie all over the place
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
Like a lion in cover he lies in wait
Dan will be a snake by the roadside
A viper along the path
That bites the horse's heels
So that its rider tumbles back
A flame goes forth from his mouth
[Dan Bull:]
You will be completely wiped out (No!)
I will bring evil upon you
Out of your own house
I killed you with the words of my mouth
Chased you like a swarm of bees
And beat you down
Your bodies will lie there
Rotting on the ground
Your blood will be poured out
Into the dust
Full of every kind of wickedness
Will also bring on you every kind of sickness
[Boyinaband:]
Kill men and women
Children and infants
[Dan Bull:]
Break them with a rod of iron (Iron)
Emotions take over
Lashin' out and spittin' fire
Murdered a man and seized his property
Dash them to pieces like pottery
[Boyinaband:]
Yeah, Bull will not be held responsible
Treated our sister like a prostitute
[Dan Bull:]
What's the use of livin' a righteous life?
How will it benefit me?
[Boyinaband:]
What's the use of livin' a righteous life?
How will it benefit me?
[Dan Bull:]
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
[Dan Bull:]
Victims bleeding and moaning
Lie all over the place
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
Like a lion in cover he lies in wait
I used a donkey's jawbone
To kill a thousand men
I beat them with this jawbone
Over and over again
Even if you beat fools half to death
You still can't beat
Their foolishness out of them
[Dan Bull:]
For David had said to him
[Boyinaband:]
"Your blood be on your own head
Your own mouth testified against you when you said"
[Dan Bull:]
He catches the helpless
And drags them off in his net
He even destroyed
Distant relatives and friends
[Boyinaband:]
Give yourself no relief
Your eyes no rest (No rest)
They are guilty of a capital offence
I will fill your mountains with the dead
Like a maniac shooting
Flaming arrows of death
[Dan Bull:]
Is this the man who shook the Earth
And made kingdoms tremble
Lying there dead
With a tent peg through his temple?
When they saw the man
Fled from him and were dreadfully afraid
Before them the people writhe in pain
[Boyinaband:]
All faces are drained of color
Like a stillborn infant
Coming from its mother's womb
With its flesh half eaten away
Hearts melt in horror
And knees shake
[Dan Bull:]
Have no mercy on helpless babies
[Boyinaband:]
Every time I open my mouth
I'm shouting "Murder!" or "Rape!"
It will be a terrible day
Sin!
[Dan Bull:]
Greed!
[Boyinaband:]
Hate!
[Dan Bull:]
Killing even your brothers
Friends and neighbors
[Boyinaband:]
They will writhe
Like a woman in labor
[Dan Bull & Boyinaband:]
And if they give birth
I will slaughter their beloved children
Bringin' a sudden flow of
Blood and water
[Boyinaband:]
And even if your children do survive to grow up
[Dan Bull:]
I will take them from ya
[Dan Bull:]
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
[Dan Bull:]
Victims bleeding and moaning
Lie all over the place
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
Like a lion in cover he lies in wait
[Dan Bull:]
Happy shall he be that takes
And dashes your little ones
Against the stones
[Boyinaband:]
Fill its courtyards
With the bodies of those you kill, go!
[Dan Bull:]
Will it keep begging you for mercy?
Will it? (Mercy!)
[Boyinaband:]
I grab it by the throat
And kill it
[Dan Bull:]
Kill all the boys and all the women
Who have slept with a man (Ew)
[Boyinaband:]
Chop them up like
Meat for the pan
[Dan Bull:]
Tore forty two of the children to pieces
Like flesh for the pot
[Boyinaband:]
Throw them away
Like a menstrual cloth
[Dan Bull:]
Make their flesh rot
And their eyes fall
From their sockets
[Boyinaband:]
And their tongues drop out
Drink, get drunk and vomit
[Dan Bull:]
Come, let us face each other in battle
[Boyinaband:]
Release wild animals
That will kill your children
And destroy your cattle
[Dan Bull:]
Anyone who is captured
Will be run through with a sword
[Boyinaband:]
Their homes will be sacked
And their wives raped
By the attacking hordes
[Dan Bull:]
Happy shall he be that takes
And dashes your little ones against the stones
[Boyinaband:]
Fill its courtyards
With the bodies of those you kill
Let's go!
[Dan Bull:]
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
[Dan Bull:]
Victims bleeding and moaning
Lie all over the place
The streets echo the cries
[Boyinaband:]
Violence! Rape!
Like a lion in cover he lies in wait
Dead Space 3 Rap lyrics - Dan Bull
Mass panic (Where are we?)
Crash landed on a barren planet
Tau Volantis, God's sake, How romantic
Look out for Danik
The Unitologists are on a ship
And if you spot them then use your hollow tips
While human colonists seek the codex key
Who's the musicologist's new foe? That's me!
Rewriting rhyme science, Isaac Clarke
My lines shine like eyes in the dark
Mines in the vast reaches of deep space
Are the reason that I came to be in this bleak place
But to keep my spirits up I keep lacing the beat
With words that deserve a million replays
Til I beat the game on every difficulty
Pitifully, leaving you amazed, at my skill
Now could we open the electric doors
And let me get debauched
With the Necromorphs
Until the Nexus falls
I bet you've all
Never seen a pair of balls
As heavy as my testicles
I walk the walk, I'm one of the nastiest trash talkers
Attack Crawlers and Swarmers, blast Stalkers
I go berserk at Lurkers
Turn them into burgers
I murder Pukers
Use their mucus as a gherkin in a bap
Amidst the battle I'll be working on my rap
To refute your version of the facts
Plasmatic fluid all curdling
I'd ask you to call and inform Planet Earth I'm coming back
To stack astronomic fees as a music producer
And you? You're stuck at Zero G's, Medusa
God Is Dead...Space
Thus Spake Zarathustra
Crash landed on a barren planet
Tau Volantis, God's sake, How romantic
Look out for Danik
The Unitologists are on a ship
And if you spot them then use your hollow tips
While human colonists seek the codex key
Who's the musicologist's new foe? That's me!
Rewriting rhyme science, Isaac Clarke
My lines shine like eyes in the dark
Mines in the vast reaches of deep space
Are the reason that I came to be in this bleak place
But to keep my spirits up I keep lacing the beat
With words that deserve a million replays
Til I beat the game on every difficulty
Pitifully, leaving you amazed, at my skill
Now could we open the electric doors
And let me get debauched
With the Necromorphs
Until the Nexus falls
I bet you've all
Never seen a pair of balls
As heavy as my testicles
I walk the walk, I'm one of the nastiest trash talkers
Attack Crawlers and Swarmers, blast Stalkers
I go berserk at Lurkers
Turn them into burgers
I murder Pukers
Use their mucus as a gherkin in a bap
Amidst the battle I'll be working on my rap
To refute your version of the facts
Plasmatic fluid all curdling
I'd ask you to call and inform Planet Earth I'm coming back
To stack astronomic fees as a music producer
And you? You're stuck at Zero G's, Medusa
God Is Dead...Space
Thus Spake Zarathustra
Dear Microsoft lyrics - Dan Bull
Dear Microsoft
Hi, I'm Dan Bull, I write rap verses
And this track's about your quite crap service
You've supposedly done countless improvements
So tell me how come that now it is useless?
What's the ground for bringing out all this new stuff
If it's not as good as 2002 was?
Your latest upgrade won't allow me to do what
I used to be able to do without an issue whatsoever
You're obviously not so clever
If you reckon this development makes software better
An elementary mailbox is all it's meant to be
But there isn't a single thing to more effectively
Enkindle the raw intensity of Dan's rage
Than accessing my messages to get given a blank page
No matter how much I refresh it, it's the damn same
It's like I'm the victim of a whiteout campaign
I down the champagne when it finally opens
Only to find it's too late and my ties are broke
It's urgent but trying to reply's just hopeless
It would have been quicker just to write and post it
A service so unreliable is unviable
It's undeniable so trying to have me done for libel
Is undesirable, I'd provide you with the details
In an email but you wouldn't find it because
A) It wouldn't arrive at all
And B) I couldn't write it anyway cos there's so much of it, it's undescribeable
I would like a refund for all the wasted time that you give me
Is this what you mean by The New Busy?
I'm too busy now, my day's too stressful
Not cos I'm successful but cos Hotmail's dreadful
It's leaving me feeling off-kilter
Immune system weaker than your spam filter
And what's with the file transfers on MSN?
I tried to send a picture to my best friend
Dragged the link into the window but it got all compressed then
I'm not impressed. 640 by 480?
I thought these days shit was all HD
I don't need a "paste this to Facebook" facility
Just a faithful communication utility
Silly me for thinking the ability to link is
Pretty obligatory in this day and age but
That's yet another thing you dicks have disabled
Now I have to click away to bring a seperate page up
Select the link, copy the text and then paste
What the F MSN are gonna do next
I'll never guess except I bet it's a mess
Cos every change that's made by the boffins
Is another fail nail in the coffin
I've been trying to stay away from the Gmail doctrine
But unless it gets better then I'm left with no option
Hi, I'm Dan Bull, I write rap verses
And this track's about your quite crap service
You've supposedly done countless improvements
So tell me how come that now it is useless?
What's the ground for bringing out all this new stuff
If it's not as good as 2002 was?
Your latest upgrade won't allow me to do what
I used to be able to do without an issue whatsoever
You're obviously not so clever
If you reckon this development makes software better
An elementary mailbox is all it's meant to be
But there isn't a single thing to more effectively
Enkindle the raw intensity of Dan's rage
Than accessing my messages to get given a blank page
No matter how much I refresh it, it's the damn same
It's like I'm the victim of a whiteout campaign
I down the champagne when it finally opens
Only to find it's too late and my ties are broke
It's urgent but trying to reply's just hopeless
It would have been quicker just to write and post it
A service so unreliable is unviable
It's undeniable so trying to have me done for libel
Is undesirable, I'd provide you with the details
In an email but you wouldn't find it because
A) It wouldn't arrive at all
And B) I couldn't write it anyway cos there's so much of it, it's undescribeable
I would like a refund for all the wasted time that you give me
Is this what you mean by The New Busy?
I'm too busy now, my day's too stressful
Not cos I'm successful but cos Hotmail's dreadful
It's leaving me feeling off-kilter
Immune system weaker than your spam filter
And what's with the file transfers on MSN?
I tried to send a picture to my best friend
Dragged the link into the window but it got all compressed then
I'm not impressed. 640 by 480?
I thought these days shit was all HD
I don't need a "paste this to Facebook" facility
Just a faithful communication utility
Silly me for thinking the ability to link is
Pretty obligatory in this day and age but
That's yet another thing you dicks have disabled
Now I have to click away to bring a seperate page up
Select the link, copy the text and then paste
What the F MSN are gonna do next
I'll never guess except I bet it's a mess
Cos every change that's made by the boffins
Is another fail nail in the coffin
I've been trying to stay away from the Gmail doctrine
But unless it gets better then I'm left with no option
Death Of ACTA lyrics - Dan Bull
Only rapper to be called a thief without stealing
Download an MP3 for free, these people hit the ceiling
I'm just a citizen that's teaching you a lesson
For restricting my freedom of expression
How can ideas be possessions when they're freely replicable?
Hence unapplicable property laws are reprehensible
Didn't Jefferson express his opinion on the matter
When he said inventions shouldn't be given a patent
What happened to that thinking, we're stuck in a pattern
Where the people with everything are keeping everything from us who haven't
We want it back, look, fed up of adverts, left and right
Begging me to buy til there's nothing left of mine
To spend, never mind, who's next in line to testify
That we need laws like these to protect our rights?
Medicine has never been something I'd ever deprive
Especially when a life depends on it to survive
Yeah, it takes an incredible effort to develop them right
But putting wealth over health, I said it's never been right
I'm just a citizen that's teaching you a lesson
For restricting my freedom of expression, and I reckon
If old blues themes hadn't been used by Led Zeppelin
We wouldn't ever have any heavy metal then
The history of music would have never even happened
And amusingly there wouldn't even be a Metallica
To tell us that we should hang on the gallows of law
So we wouldn't even need to have a Gallo Report
Oh and by the way the fricking Gallo's support
Is made of signatures which have been apparently forged
This shit is sinister, and cannot be allowed to enforce
So tell your ministers and MEPs of how it's been brought about
Although you'll probably get a shallow retort
Because the lobbyists have got a grip around all their balls
If I was boss, I'd tell them get the Hell out the door
Because I've had enough of corrupt crooks ramming through laws
I'm just a citizen that's teaching you a lesson
For restricting my freedom of expression
Yes, and deep packet inspection? squeeze that up your rectum
If your postman did that to you you'd be having him sectioned
Arrested for meddling in your private affairs
But it's only online, right? so why should we care?
Because digital rights should be applicable right
Here in real life, and we're not criminals, right?
So this is just why we'll never give up the fight
To be considered innocent until we kick up and die
Giving internet providers responsibility
For the whims of their subscribers infringes privacy
Before the internet, media was a rarity
But how do you expect it to keep its value without scarcity
And that's what scares me, seeing their cons and schemes
To stop their creaking business model being obsolete
What a robbery they pull off so obviously
Don't give a fuck who it affects as long as it's not me
Well I'll keep making copies, see if they can stop me
They'll have to confiscate my PC and take it off me
See there's no problem with taking my property
For creating some lines of binary, blatant hypocrisy
Afraid to face the controversy relating to what we need
Making a profit off it or breaking monopolies
Download an MP3 for free, these people hit the ceiling
I'm just a citizen that's teaching you a lesson
For restricting my freedom of expression
How can ideas be possessions when they're freely replicable?
Hence unapplicable property laws are reprehensible
Didn't Jefferson express his opinion on the matter
When he said inventions shouldn't be given a patent
What happened to that thinking, we're stuck in a pattern
Where the people with everything are keeping everything from us who haven't
We want it back, look, fed up of adverts, left and right
Begging me to buy til there's nothing left of mine
To spend, never mind, who's next in line to testify
That we need laws like these to protect our rights?
Medicine has never been something I'd ever deprive
Especially when a life depends on it to survive
Yeah, it takes an incredible effort to develop them right
But putting wealth over health, I said it's never been right
I'm just a citizen that's teaching you a lesson
For restricting my freedom of expression, and I reckon
If old blues themes hadn't been used by Led Zeppelin
We wouldn't ever have any heavy metal then
The history of music would have never even happened
And amusingly there wouldn't even be a Metallica
To tell us that we should hang on the gallows of law
So we wouldn't even need to have a Gallo Report
Oh and by the way the fricking Gallo's support
Is made of signatures which have been apparently forged
This shit is sinister, and cannot be allowed to enforce
So tell your ministers and MEPs of how it's been brought about
Although you'll probably get a shallow retort
Because the lobbyists have got a grip around all their balls
If I was boss, I'd tell them get the Hell out the door
Because I've had enough of corrupt crooks ramming through laws
I'm just a citizen that's teaching you a lesson
For restricting my freedom of expression
Yes, and deep packet inspection? squeeze that up your rectum
If your postman did that to you you'd be having him sectioned
Arrested for meddling in your private affairs
But it's only online, right? so why should we care?
Because digital rights should be applicable right
Here in real life, and we're not criminals, right?
So this is just why we'll never give up the fight
To be considered innocent until we kick up and die
Giving internet providers responsibility
For the whims of their subscribers infringes privacy
Before the internet, media was a rarity
But how do you expect it to keep its value without scarcity
And that's what scares me, seeing their cons and schemes
To stop their creaking business model being obsolete
What a robbery they pull off so obviously
Don't give a fuck who it affects as long as it's not me
Well I'll keep making copies, see if they can stop me
They'll have to confiscate my PC and take it off me
See there's no problem with taking my property
For creating some lines of binary, blatant hypocrisy
Afraid to face the controversy relating to what we need
Making a profit off it or breaking monopolies
Dishonoured (Dishonored 2 Rap) lyrics - Dan Bull
The Empire's got a new boss
Delilah Copperspoon, what a loon, not human, too posh
Her city's a machine and I'm a loose cog
I'm popping out the wall like a cuckoo clock to move across rooftops in two hops
I'm mute, but if I need to I'll blow the roof off
And kudos to you lot, that do what you've got to do to follow through and shoot a true shot
When a bolt from the blue shocks you
I'm going to watch to determine who's true and who's not
The world's bursting with vermin and parasites
Who surface disturbing this permanent paradise
Cannibalising itself then metabolising the toxins
And we're shocked when it's paralysed
I know violence is glamorised so I have analysed and agonised on every dying man I've sliced!
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
All aboard pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
There's smoke and dusk choking us
I hope it won't combust
It's coating the mechanism of oppression's spokes with rust
There's only so much that we'll let our load be pushed
To the overseers who overseer us I show disgust
How come they get the loaf while we beg below for crusts?
I don't trust them just as far as I could throw the fucks
And when stones are chucked, bones are bust, wounds are opened up
Resistance and revolt's a must
We're going for broke or bust
Fed up of hanging 'round shanty towns in hand-me-downs
I'm tracking down your family if you don't hand me the crown
Today's the day that I will finally find the fire inside
To come and claim what's rightfully mine
I'm tripping the kingdom and crying for children, men, and women to rise
Your tyranny's rivers are dry
My, this is a riveting sight
In the blink of an eye, you're going to die
So think of your imminent plight
Give it a try
I decline to give up the fight 'til the end of my life
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
All aboard pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
I'm going in
I'm of the inclination to instigate an insubordination
This is an incantation; an invocation, invitation to an investigation
I'll infiltrate, interpret and inseminate insider information
Incite intimidation in interrogation to get an indication of the indignatious indoctrination inundated in her nation
Of integration, immigration, indiscrimination, interrelation, and inflammation in inhabitation under industrialization
Innocuous inoculation against an infestation
Insinuation? Incrimination
Implication? Incarceration
It's an illustration of the inculcated inconsideration incubated in us since her installation
The inauguration initiated intensification of inebriation imitating inspiration
Intoxication impersonates invigoration
Instrumental in inhibiting imagination
Innovation replaced with irritation
Infatuation with infuriation
Illumination with immolation
Incineration and inhalation of the vapour's incapacitation
I'm impudent indemnification's insolent incarnation
Your argument just is invalidation
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
All aboard pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
Delilah Copperspoon, what a loon, not human, too posh
Her city's a machine and I'm a loose cog
I'm popping out the wall like a cuckoo clock to move across rooftops in two hops
I'm mute, but if I need to I'll blow the roof off
And kudos to you lot, that do what you've got to do to follow through and shoot a true shot
When a bolt from the blue shocks you
I'm going to watch to determine who's true and who's not
The world's bursting with vermin and parasites
Who surface disturbing this permanent paradise
Cannibalising itself then metabolising the toxins
And we're shocked when it's paralysed
I know violence is glamorised so I have analysed and agonised on every dying man I've sliced!
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
All aboard pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
There's smoke and dusk choking us
I hope it won't combust
It's coating the mechanism of oppression's spokes with rust
There's only so much that we'll let our load be pushed
To the overseers who overseer us I show disgust
How come they get the loaf while we beg below for crusts?
I don't trust them just as far as I could throw the fucks
And when stones are chucked, bones are bust, wounds are opened up
Resistance and revolt's a must
We're going for broke or bust
Fed up of hanging 'round shanty towns in hand-me-downs
I'm tracking down your family if you don't hand me the crown
Today's the day that I will finally find the fire inside
To come and claim what's rightfully mine
I'm tripping the kingdom and crying for children, men, and women to rise
Your tyranny's rivers are dry
My, this is a riveting sight
In the blink of an eye, you're going to die
So think of your imminent plight
Give it a try
I decline to give up the fight 'til the end of my life
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
All aboard pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
I'm going in
I'm of the inclination to instigate an insubordination
This is an incantation; an invocation, invitation to an investigation
I'll infiltrate, interpret and inseminate insider information
Incite intimidation in interrogation to get an indication of the indignatious indoctrination inundated in her nation
Of integration, immigration, indiscrimination, interrelation, and inflammation in inhabitation under industrialization
Innocuous inoculation against an infestation
Insinuation? Incrimination
Implication? Incarceration
It's an illustration of the inculcated inconsideration incubated in us since her installation
The inauguration initiated intensification of inebriation imitating inspiration
Intoxication impersonates invigoration
Instrumental in inhibiting imagination
Innovation replaced with irritation
Infatuation with infuriation
Illumination with immolation
Incineration and inhalation of the vapour's incapacitation
I'm impudent indemnification's insolent incarnation
Your argument just is invalidation
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
All aboard pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
TAKE BACK WHATS YOURS
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
Doomfist Rap (Overwatch Song) lyrics - Dan Bull
I'm comin in now
This game's got a new twist
If you missed it
Let's do this
I'll introduce you to the dude gifted
With huge mitts
It's Doomfist
When the tune shifts
And that boom hits
Then you get smacked
Through bricks flat
So cubist art critics
Are all asking you
"Ooh, who did that?"
Who mixes better methaphors
That are fitting like a glove
If the shoe fits?
Bruv, do you lift?
There's too many bloos in the queue
Shift
Move it
Or he'll use his Q
Shift
In two clicks
Your noob pick
Will be a view from the cliffs
On route 66
It's a true privilege
He picked you to hit
Every battle galvanizes the powerful
Weakness is a trait we won't tolerate or allow for
It's survival of the fittest
Ruling with an iron fist
And pulverizing fools
Who try and resist
Every battle galvanizes those who merit it
Without the winning hand
You're doomed to go uncredited
It's survival of the worthy
Gain control over the earth
Those who don't deserve a role
Are thrown into a world of hurt
Anybody trying to stop his nasty plans
For a piece of the pie
Will catch these hands
In a meteor strike
Don't need guns
Got these guns
Don't need reasons
Don't see a need to be tooled up
He's crushing any fool
'Til they're all dust
That isn't an arm
It's a school bus
Garnished with the pulled tusks of a walrus
Here's an announcement
And a mouthful
He's sure more than a scoundrel
Employed at the Talon council
As a bouncer
And a councillor
Man it's doubtful
You're not down for the count
Pound for pound
He's pounding you out
'Til you're shouting for someone to help
Don't look at me
Call somebody else
Running your mouth
You're running a gauntlet
You'll get a suddenly sore lip
And a broken nose running like a faucet
So cork it
Or get launched into orbit
Awkward
When the straw poll's closed
And all's told
There's no poor soul
More swole
Punching a borehole
In the north pole
Split your wig fourfold
Warhol
Every battle galvanizes the powerful
Weakness is a trait we won't tolerate or allow for
It's survival of the fittest
Ruling with an iron fist
And pulverizing fools
Who try and resist
Every battle galvanizes those who merit it
Without the winning hand
You're doomed to go uncredited
It's survival of the worthy
Gain control over the earth
Those who don't deserve a role
Are thrown into a world of hurt
Straight outta Nigeria
Criteria:
Strike fear in the minds of inferiors
You might experience
Serious harm to your insides and interiors
Period
You might be curious
Why he really doesn't like gorillas
And it's quite clearly
Because he was confined for years
In a tight area
By Winston
Now he's quite furious
Poor Winston
Winston's sad
And now poor Winston's mad
He's been stung bad
Coming in for the world's biggest fist bump
Sit on that
Big strong lad
With a big strong jab
King Kong in combat
With the chimps
They never should have picked on ak
Do you reckon that they're gonna live long?
Nah
It's knuckle crunch time
One size fits all
He won't be sticking it
Where the sun shines
It's sore
I saw a rocket punch
That put me off my lunch like
A bunch of fives in a row
That's a punch line
No other stomach on this planet
With a dozen pack
His guns are cannons
Hooks are savage
Like this kustom track is
Plus he's black
Not that it matters
I just thought I'd add it
'Cause is was a fact
Such subtle language
Plus a massive knuckle sandwich:
Double damage
Fingers like shovels
Slamming fists down like a shuttle landing
Smashing the toughest skull to fragments
Like they're dud ceramics
Running up
And uppercutting past your buff mechanics
Slapping you so chuffing fast
It's looking like you've up and vanished
Every battle galvanizes the powerful
Weakness is a trait we won't tolerate or allow for
It's survival of the fittest
Ruling with an iron fist
And pulverizing fools
Who try and resist
Every battle galvanizes those who merit it
Without the winning hand
You're doomed to go uncredited
It's survival of the worthy
Gain control over the earth
Those who don't deserve a role
Are thrown into a world of hurt
This game's got a new twist
If you missed it
Let's do this
I'll introduce you to the dude gifted
With huge mitts
It's Doomfist
When the tune shifts
And that boom hits
Then you get smacked
Through bricks flat
So cubist art critics
Are all asking you
"Ooh, who did that?"
Who mixes better methaphors
That are fitting like a glove
If the shoe fits?
Bruv, do you lift?
There's too many bloos in the queue
Shift
Move it
Or he'll use his Q
Shift
In two clicks
Your noob pick
Will be a view from the cliffs
On route 66
It's a true privilege
He picked you to hit
Every battle galvanizes the powerful
Weakness is a trait we won't tolerate or allow for
It's survival of the fittest
Ruling with an iron fist
And pulverizing fools
Who try and resist
Every battle galvanizes those who merit it
Without the winning hand
You're doomed to go uncredited
It's survival of the worthy
Gain control over the earth
Those who don't deserve a role
Are thrown into a world of hurt
Anybody trying to stop his nasty plans
For a piece of the pie
Will catch these hands
In a meteor strike
Don't need guns
Got these guns
Don't need reasons
Don't see a need to be tooled up
He's crushing any fool
'Til they're all dust
That isn't an arm
It's a school bus
Garnished with the pulled tusks of a walrus
Here's an announcement
And a mouthful
He's sure more than a scoundrel
Employed at the Talon council
As a bouncer
And a councillor
Man it's doubtful
You're not down for the count
Pound for pound
He's pounding you out
'Til you're shouting for someone to help
Don't look at me
Call somebody else
Running your mouth
You're running a gauntlet
You'll get a suddenly sore lip
And a broken nose running like a faucet
So cork it
Or get launched into orbit
Awkward
When the straw poll's closed
And all's told
There's no poor soul
More swole
Punching a borehole
In the north pole
Split your wig fourfold
Warhol
Every battle galvanizes the powerful
Weakness is a trait we won't tolerate or allow for
It's survival of the fittest
Ruling with an iron fist
And pulverizing fools
Who try and resist
Every battle galvanizes those who merit it
Without the winning hand
You're doomed to go uncredited
It's survival of the worthy
Gain control over the earth
Those who don't deserve a role
Are thrown into a world of hurt
Straight outta Nigeria
Criteria:
Strike fear in the minds of inferiors
You might experience
Serious harm to your insides and interiors
Period
You might be curious
Why he really doesn't like gorillas
And it's quite clearly
Because he was confined for years
In a tight area
By Winston
Now he's quite furious
Poor Winston
Winston's sad
And now poor Winston's mad
He's been stung bad
Coming in for the world's biggest fist bump
Sit on that
Big strong lad
With a big strong jab
King Kong in combat
With the chimps
They never should have picked on ak
Do you reckon that they're gonna live long?
Nah
It's knuckle crunch time
One size fits all
He won't be sticking it
Where the sun shines
It's sore
I saw a rocket punch
That put me off my lunch like
A bunch of fives in a row
That's a punch line
No other stomach on this planet
With a dozen pack
His guns are cannons
Hooks are savage
Like this kustom track is
Plus he's black
Not that it matters
I just thought I'd add it
'Cause is was a fact
Such subtle language
Plus a massive knuckle sandwich:
Double damage
Fingers like shovels
Slamming fists down like a shuttle landing
Smashing the toughest skull to fragments
Like they're dud ceramics
Running up
And uppercutting past your buff mechanics
Slapping you so chuffing fast
It's looking like you've up and vanished
Every battle galvanizes the powerful
Weakness is a trait we won't tolerate or allow for
It's survival of the fittest
Ruling with an iron fist
And pulverizing fools
Who try and resist
Every battle galvanizes those who merit it
Without the winning hand
You're doomed to go uncredited
It's survival of the worthy
Gain control over the earth
Those who don't deserve a role
Are thrown into a world of hurt
GTA: San Andreas Rap lyrics - Dan Bull
Howdy neighbors
What a lovely sunny and uncloudy day it is
Come down to our side of town, smell the flavors
Barbecues, car fumes, cannabis vapors
Skyscrapers cast shadows in chromatic rays
Upon some players hanging in a cul-de-sac in San Andreas
We're all a pack of wolves in a gang, Amadeus
I'm CJ back in town for some retaliation
Reluctantly, I'm happy on the PlayStation
Vacation on occasion, waste my days away and blaze a spliff
Oh great I'm late, I need to get my date a gift
I could either leave and drop you off here
Or me and you could tea for two
And we can brew some hot coffee
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
Check out my BMX, it's really rad
I'm finna hit a ramp and wheely off the top of Mount Chiliad
Land it smack dab in the middle of a helipad
Chump, that's a jump you'll never trump, very sad
I'll insane stunts on them
Grab a punk
If he's acting arrogant, I'll have him shook like a can of Sprunk
Hey, you're bringing brass knuckles in the place?
I might have to slap a shovel in your face
Run away to a safe place, say your prayers
Or should I pull an AK? Want to take it there?
Nah, you're a chicken, you should tuck your tail
And run to cover with the others up in Cluckin' Bell
CJ thieving rampantly
So if you leave your keys around
I'll steal your Banshee and I'll leave you bleeding rapidly
Feeling the fantasy of being in a family of street gangstas
Packing heat, we're not about to leave in handcuffs
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
I'm CJ back in town for some retaliation
I got a loyalty voucher from Ammu-Nation
The police, they know me well down the station
I'm officer Tenpenny's full time vocation
Yo, I'm going to go find a lowrider
Big pimping, I'm a ho provider
See the kingdom of the Grove Street rise up
Rolling over po po in a stolen Rhino
Hijack a flight, have a right good time
Might fly through the Vinewood sign
I'm a violent type with a Tec-9
I'm going to get mine
Step over the live and there won't be a next time
I don't just run a red light
I run a Red Light District, I'm a headline
Because every single thing I said rhymes
White chalk on the sidewalk, that's a deadline
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
What a lovely sunny and uncloudy day it is
Come down to our side of town, smell the flavors
Barbecues, car fumes, cannabis vapors
Skyscrapers cast shadows in chromatic rays
Upon some players hanging in a cul-de-sac in San Andreas
We're all a pack of wolves in a gang, Amadeus
I'm CJ back in town for some retaliation
Reluctantly, I'm happy on the PlayStation
Vacation on occasion, waste my days away and blaze a spliff
Oh great I'm late, I need to get my date a gift
I could either leave and drop you off here
Or me and you could tea for two
And we can brew some hot coffee
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
Check out my BMX, it's really rad
I'm finna hit a ramp and wheely off the top of Mount Chiliad
Land it smack dab in the middle of a helipad
Chump, that's a jump you'll never trump, very sad
I'll insane stunts on them
Grab a punk
If he's acting arrogant, I'll have him shook like a can of Sprunk
Hey, you're bringing brass knuckles in the place?
I might have to slap a shovel in your face
Run away to a safe place, say your prayers
Or should I pull an AK? Want to take it there?
Nah, you're a chicken, you should tuck your tail
And run to cover with the others up in Cluckin' Bell
CJ thieving rampantly
So if you leave your keys around
I'll steal your Banshee and I'll leave you bleeding rapidly
Feeling the fantasy of being in a family of street gangstas
Packing heat, we're not about to leave in handcuffs
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
I'm CJ back in town for some retaliation
I got a loyalty voucher from Ammu-Nation
The police, they know me well down the station
I'm officer Tenpenny's full time vocation
Yo, I'm going to go find a lowrider
Big pimping, I'm a ho provider
See the kingdom of the Grove Street rise up
Rolling over po po in a stolen Rhino
Hijack a flight, have a right good time
Might fly through the Vinewood sign
I'm a violent type with a Tec-9
I'm going to get mine
Step over the live and there won't be a next time
I don't just run a red light
I run a Red Light District, I'm a headline
Because every single thing I said rhymes
White chalk on the sidewalk, that's a deadline
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
iDubbbz Rap Roast (Rap Roasts #1) lyrics - Dan Bull
Hello Ian, how the hell have you been?
It's me again, your favorite rapping European
I'm here to leave you burnt like black toast
Welcome to the first ever episode of Rap Roasts
Ian, the type of content you make's that gross
You're just milk intolerance, lactose
Now, for anyone who's unfamilliar with your channel watching
You do a really funny series called "Bad Unboxing"
So I brought a box full of props of raps I'm dropping
And after that you could use it as your actual coffin
You already know smoking's bad for your health
So you must really crave having two fags in you mouth
Time to destress
Stop and take a deep breath
Not because you need air, fuck, I just want to hear you speak less
You look a reet mess
Woody Allen meets meth
Your ideal orgy's a sausage meat fest
You're so scrawny and you've got such a meek chest
That you still wear your age 0-3 vest
Invisible eyebrows on fleek, yes
With specs that thick you're never going to see chef
Of all the Ians in the world you're the least best
You're a bad driver, you deserve to have your jeep wrecked
You frail cracker, I could snap you like a crackerjack
And by the way, the past wants its glasses back
I'm a bit funny looking, check the size of my head
It still got nothing on your giant surprise egg
I'd lie to break it open, that'd be delightful
You look like a scrotum rolled over a lightbulb
When you were born your mum thought she'd either done a turd or given birth to a puppet out of thunderbirds
Say something
I'll take your fake diamond play button
And give you a face fucking
So you can taste sucking
You lame shut in
Get out and get some sunlight
Training for a fight's quite effective if it's done right
But you don't want to get into the ring with Jinx
You do want to get into Jinx's ring, methinks
Ugh, sitting in your room topping up your cummy sock
Then sucking out every fluffy crusty yummy drop
Like a hungry Winnie The Pooh tonguing a honey pot
And when you catch a cold, you bukkake runny snot
Bouncing up and down on your thumb like a bunny hop
Shouting "Mommy watch! You're gonna miss the m-m- money shot"
Sonny, stop before your briefs get a heavy leak
The human rectum shouldn't stretch more than ten inch deep
Remember when we went to Venice Beach?
You kept walking 'round talking with insensitive offensive speech
'Till you annoyed a fella with Floyd Mayweather's physique
And he did to you what Drake did to Meek
Ooh, Drama Alert, someone contact Keemstar
You're not a real cop Ian, where's your police car?
Rearrange the letters in Content Cop
And see that it's an anagram of concept, not
Kickstarter crap, crap skater trick, prick attack
Err, crack raper tits
Okay, even when I say that I'm cleverer than iDubbbz
More popular too, here, have some of my subs
You're just like me, were both acting like thugs
But are prone to panic attacks in nightclubs
Yo, the only time that you would fire slugs
Was if your zoo was overstaffed and you don't like bugs
Museums are the only time of you seeing nice jugs
And your dealer needs to see prescriptions when you buy drugs
And now it's crunch time for the final punchline
I can't come up with one so just like and subscribe
Cringe
I'm just playing, iDubbbz, you know I love you
It's me again, your favorite rapping European
I'm here to leave you burnt like black toast
Welcome to the first ever episode of Rap Roasts
Ian, the type of content you make's that gross
You're just milk intolerance, lactose
Now, for anyone who's unfamilliar with your channel watching
You do a really funny series called "Bad Unboxing"
So I brought a box full of props of raps I'm dropping
And after that you could use it as your actual coffin
You already know smoking's bad for your health
So you must really crave having two fags in you mouth
Time to destress
Stop and take a deep breath
Not because you need air, fuck, I just want to hear you speak less
You look a reet mess
Woody Allen meets meth
Your ideal orgy's a sausage meat fest
You're so scrawny and you've got such a meek chest
That you still wear your age 0-3 vest
Invisible eyebrows on fleek, yes
With specs that thick you're never going to see chef
Of all the Ians in the world you're the least best
You're a bad driver, you deserve to have your jeep wrecked
You frail cracker, I could snap you like a crackerjack
And by the way, the past wants its glasses back
I'm a bit funny looking, check the size of my head
It still got nothing on your giant surprise egg
I'd lie to break it open, that'd be delightful
You look like a scrotum rolled over a lightbulb
When you were born your mum thought she'd either done a turd or given birth to a puppet out of thunderbirds
Say something
I'll take your fake diamond play button
And give you a face fucking
So you can taste sucking
You lame shut in
Get out and get some sunlight
Training for a fight's quite effective if it's done right
But you don't want to get into the ring with Jinx
You do want to get into Jinx's ring, methinks
Ugh, sitting in your room topping up your cummy sock
Then sucking out every fluffy crusty yummy drop
Like a hungry Winnie The Pooh tonguing a honey pot
And when you catch a cold, you bukkake runny snot
Bouncing up and down on your thumb like a bunny hop
Shouting "Mommy watch! You're gonna miss the m-m- money shot"
Sonny, stop before your briefs get a heavy leak
The human rectum shouldn't stretch more than ten inch deep
Remember when we went to Venice Beach?
You kept walking 'round talking with insensitive offensive speech
'Till you annoyed a fella with Floyd Mayweather's physique
And he did to you what Drake did to Meek
Ooh, Drama Alert, someone contact Keemstar
You're not a real cop Ian, where's your police car?
Rearrange the letters in Content Cop
And see that it's an anagram of concept, not
Kickstarter crap, crap skater trick, prick attack
Err, crack raper tits
Okay, even when I say that I'm cleverer than iDubbbz
More popular too, here, have some of my subs
You're just like me, were both acting like thugs
But are prone to panic attacks in nightclubs
Yo, the only time that you would fire slugs
Was if your zoo was overstaffed and you don't like bugs
Museums are the only time of you seeing nice jugs
And your dealer needs to see prescriptions when you buy drugs
And now it's crunch time for the final punchline
I can't come up with one so just like and subscribe
Cringe
I'm just playing, iDubbbz, you know I love you
Kicky Kicky Flow lyrics - Dan Bull
Hey!
Turn off whatever tune's on, and listen to this new song!
It's BlueXephos, The Yogscast, The Goon Squad
Whatever name you want to call us, fine let's move on
And clarify a few things to avoid confusion
No need for PayPal, vouchers or a coupon
You can see us free of charge, like a neutron
We won't blow the roof off, but we'll put a roof on
Both obsessed with little cubes and I'm not talking croutons
So get your shoes shone, to a sheen
Put your feet upon the futon and us upon the screen!
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
I'm Dan Bull and I'm kicking a flow
Kicky kicky flow, kicking a flow!
I'll introduce the duo, to the newest YouTube viewers
Xephos is Lewis and Simon's who Honeydew is
You'll lose all kinds of funny fluids, flatulation
Blood, sweat, tears, humors and the tangy taste
Of the runny gooey liquid, oozing from a Jaffa cake!
We've got new tips, music and animations
So I wanna see your, hips, thighs and your fanny shakin'
Rihanna's nothing in comparison to Granny Bacon!
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
I'm Dan Bull and I'm kicking a flow
Kicky kicky flow, kicking a flow!
Oh God! You're logged onto the YogPod,
With more devout followers, than the God squad
There's seldom, if ever, been such a realm or dimension
Bringing that much traffic, That you can hear the sound of the engines
Oh, and by the way, as well, did I mention?
The fact that we've got more links, than a Zelda convention?
You can tell there's a tension, but it probably isn't sexual
So any innuendo there's ineffectual
But mention Jaffa cakes, and Simon practically masticates
He's dream meal's a stack of them, upon a massive plate!
I've even seen him eat a Jaffa cake flavoured pasta bake
And after ate even more, instead of After Eights!
I wonder where exactly does he keeps them all stashed away
The number crunchin' is too massive to extrapolate!
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, igging a hole
I'm Dan Bull and I'm kicking a flow
Kicky kicky flow, kicking a flow!
Dan Bull, rappin' on behalf of the Yogscast
Swingin' harder than my diamond axe, when I'm choppin' logs fast
I'm unsurpassed, When it comes to rap with Bombast
So turn up the volume knob and increase the contrast!
At long last, Here's a rapper that's a gaming geek
Entertaining people, with amazing speed
The pick of the bunch, the bigger the swing, the bigger the punch
I pick up a thing up off the floor and start mining ore
(Cha, Cha, Cha, Cha, Ching)
Double-time rap with a bit of Minecraft
Hope Mojang didn't mind that!
Take a hit of my track, to the ear canal
You'll be like "Bleeding 'ell"
One, two, can you hear me now?
Oi, Honeydew, does it ring a bell?
It's been years since your ears have felt like this
You're Isabel to my Israphel
Many men'll wanna make a rap track better than me
But they never will, because evidently, they lack the skill!
(Ah!)
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
I'm DanBull and I'm kicking a flow
Kicky kicky flow, kicking a flow!
Turn off whatever tune's on, and listen to this new song!
It's BlueXephos, The Yogscast, The Goon Squad
Whatever name you want to call us, fine let's move on
And clarify a few things to avoid confusion
No need for PayPal, vouchers or a coupon
You can see us free of charge, like a neutron
We won't blow the roof off, but we'll put a roof on
Both obsessed with little cubes and I'm not talking croutons
So get your shoes shone, to a sheen
Put your feet upon the futon and us upon the screen!
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
I'm Dan Bull and I'm kicking a flow
Kicky kicky flow, kicking a flow!
I'll introduce the duo, to the newest YouTube viewers
Xephos is Lewis and Simon's who Honeydew is
You'll lose all kinds of funny fluids, flatulation
Blood, sweat, tears, humors and the tangy taste
Of the runny gooey liquid, oozing from a Jaffa cake!
We've got new tips, music and animations
So I wanna see your, hips, thighs and your fanny shakin'
Rihanna's nothing in comparison to Granny Bacon!
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
I'm Dan Bull and I'm kicking a flow
Kicky kicky flow, kicking a flow!
Oh God! You're logged onto the YogPod,
With more devout followers, than the God squad
There's seldom, if ever, been such a realm or dimension
Bringing that much traffic, That you can hear the sound of the engines
Oh, and by the way, as well, did I mention?
The fact that we've got more links, than a Zelda convention?
You can tell there's a tension, but it probably isn't sexual
So any innuendo there's ineffectual
But mention Jaffa cakes, and Simon practically masticates
He's dream meal's a stack of them, upon a massive plate!
I've even seen him eat a Jaffa cake flavoured pasta bake
And after ate even more, instead of After Eights!
I wonder where exactly does he keeps them all stashed away
The number crunchin' is too massive to extrapolate!
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, igging a hole
I'm Dan Bull and I'm kicking a flow
Kicky kicky flow, kicking a flow!
Dan Bull, rappin' on behalf of the Yogscast
Swingin' harder than my diamond axe, when I'm choppin' logs fast
I'm unsurpassed, When it comes to rap with Bombast
So turn up the volume knob and increase the contrast!
At long last, Here's a rapper that's a gaming geek
Entertaining people, with amazing speed
The pick of the bunch, the bigger the swing, the bigger the punch
I pick up a thing up off the floor and start mining ore
(Cha, Cha, Cha, Cha, Ching)
Double-time rap with a bit of Minecraft
Hope Mojang didn't mind that!
Take a hit of my track, to the ear canal
You'll be like "Bleeding 'ell"
One, two, can you hear me now?
Oi, Honeydew, does it ring a bell?
It's been years since your ears have felt like this
You're Isabel to my Israphel
Many men'll wanna make a rap track better than me
But they never will, because evidently, they lack the skill!
(Ah!)
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
I'm DanBull and I'm kicking a flow
Kicky kicky flow, kicking a flow!
Lúcio Self lyrics - Dan Bull
Let's take it from the top
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
(Ah ah)
Let's take it from the top
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
Ay
Let's take it from the top
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
Ay
Let's take it from the top
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
(Ah)
Raver, straight out the favela
Bringing a breakdown with the fader (yeah)
Make soundwaves of countless flavours
Wow, true musical taste synesthesia (whoa)
Going to change up your vision of the same stuff
'Til you're tingling with sensations of elation (oh)
Exhilaration, admit it, the feeling is thrilling
Fulfilling and chilling
No wonder the kid on the stage is making a killing
He's got millions, top billing
So stop feeling sorry for yourself
And start singing it:
Ay, let's take it from the top
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
What, turn up the EDM
Increase the speed, boost the BPM
No middle of the road, no medium
No stopping these flows 'til we see the end (oh)
One good thing about music
When it hits you feel no pain
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
We've heard music only makes existence richer
Lúcio throws the switch
Tones and notes composing us a picture
And notes composing us a picture
All systems go, going to go the distance
Going to give assistance, can I get a witness
Firing on all pistons, pistols
It's futile trying to put up a resistance (ah)
Blowing up transistors
Flicking the switch so damn quick, his trigger finger is blistered
EQ flicking the frequency so frequently
The beat and he could even conceivably
Conceive a fetus, just so he or she
Could feature in remix releases
Oh Jesus, if it wasn't that egregious
That lyric would have been prestigious
But I don't know where to draw the line
True music knows no borderline
So let me divulge a little thought of mine
If you're bored of music, then you're bored of life
One good thing about music
When it hits you feel no pain
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
We've heard music only makes existence richer
Lúcio throws the switch
Tones and notes composing us a picture
And notes composing us a picture
Pile in, overpowering to anyone who can hear
So hurry up, let the phonographic magic carry you
Playing solo, Joe Satriani jamming on a strat
Through a pedal with a fat 'wah', Sharia
Taking the sound barrier, breaking it down, hell yeah
Shaking the ground, while you were waiting around, dallying
Now I hate to tell you, but you're making yourself embarrassing
Without comparison
So mate, sit down and have a think
You good?
Put your headphones on
Take it to the top
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
Peekaboo, beat going to boom, keep in the groove (uh)
He going to move, sneak in the booth, speaking the truth
Speeding the group, healing them too, feeling anew
Revealing the true meaning of music and speaking of tunes
You can stream this through the service you prefer
'Cause you deserve it dude
Perfect, woo
One good thing about music
When it hits you feel no pain
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
We've heard music only makes existence richer
Lúcio throws the switch
Tones and notes composing us a picture
And notes composing us a picture
And notes composing us a picture
And notes composing us a picture (whoah)
Take it to the top, top (take it to the top)
Bass gonna drop, drop (bass gonna drop)
Take it to the top, top (take it to the top)
Bass gonna drop, drop (bass gonna drop)
Take it to the top, top (take it to the top)
Bass gonna drop, drop (bass gonna drop)
Take it to the top, top (take it to the top)
Bass gonna drop (bass gonna drop)
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
(Ah ah)
Let's take it from the top
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
Ay
Let's take it from the top
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
Ay
Let's take it from the top
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
(Ah)
Raver, straight out the favela
Bringing a breakdown with the fader (yeah)
Make soundwaves of countless flavours
Wow, true musical taste synesthesia (whoa)
Going to change up your vision of the same stuff
'Til you're tingling with sensations of elation (oh)
Exhilaration, admit it, the feeling is thrilling
Fulfilling and chilling
No wonder the kid on the stage is making a killing
He's got millions, top billing
So stop feeling sorry for yourself
And start singing it:
Ay, let's take it from the top
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
What, turn up the EDM
Increase the speed, boost the BPM
No middle of the road, no medium
No stopping these flows 'til we see the end (oh)
One good thing about music
When it hits you feel no pain
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
We've heard music only makes existence richer
Lúcio throws the switch
Tones and notes composing us a picture
And notes composing us a picture
All systems go, going to go the distance
Going to give assistance, can I get a witness
Firing on all pistons, pistols
It's futile trying to put up a resistance (ah)
Blowing up transistors
Flicking the switch so damn quick, his trigger finger is blistered
EQ flicking the frequency so frequently
The beat and he could even conceivably
Conceive a fetus, just so he or she
Could feature in remix releases
Oh Jesus, if it wasn't that egregious
That lyric would have been prestigious
But I don't know where to draw the line
True music knows no borderline
So let me divulge a little thought of mine
If you're bored of music, then you're bored of life
One good thing about music
When it hits you feel no pain
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
We've heard music only makes existence richer
Lúcio throws the switch
Tones and notes composing us a picture
And notes composing us a picture
Pile in, overpowering to anyone who can hear
So hurry up, let the phonographic magic carry you
Playing solo, Joe Satriani jamming on a strat
Through a pedal with a fat 'wah', Sharia
Taking the sound barrier, breaking it down, hell yeah
Shaking the ground, while you were waiting around, dallying
Now I hate to tell you, but you're making yourself embarrassing
Without comparison
So mate, sit down and have a think
You good?
Put your headphones on
Take it to the top
Wait for the place where the bass gonna drop
Peekaboo, beat going to boom, keep in the groove (uh)
He going to move, sneak in the booth, speaking the truth
Speeding the group, healing them too, feeling anew
Revealing the true meaning of music and speaking of tunes
You can stream this through the service you prefer
'Cause you deserve it dude
Perfect, woo
One good thing about music
When it hits you feel no pain
One good thing about Lúcio's music
Is it can make a play of the game
We've heard music only makes existence richer
Lúcio throws the switch
Tones and notes composing us a picture
And notes composing us a picture
And notes composing us a picture
And notes composing us a picture (whoah)
Take it to the top, top (take it to the top)
Bass gonna drop, drop (bass gonna drop)
Take it to the top, top (take it to the top)
Bass gonna drop, drop (bass gonna drop)
Take it to the top, top (take it to the top)
Bass gonna drop, drop (bass gonna drop)
Take it to the top, top (take it to the top)
Bass gonna drop (bass gonna drop)
Mad Max Epic Rap lyrics - Dan Bull
[Intro:]
Alright, fellas
Ladies
I'm not actually Australian
As you can probably guess
But uh, grew up watching a lot of Crocodile Dundee
Neighbors
And I'm gonna have a bit of fun with this one
[Verse 1:]
I started with nothing
They took it all
Swapped it for a sunburn
And a foot in the balls
I'm homeless and hopeless
These bogans are bogus
Emotionally deprived
And rife with psychosis
They've gone and made max ferocious
How mad this bloke is
That'll stab you in the back
With a broken bone
And slash your scrotum
I need to have the focus
To build the Magnum Opus
And plan a road trip
So that I can go and tackle Scrotus
He scrapped my black on black
And that's a bloody ballache
Messing with another fella's car?
Not on at all, mate
Never miss a war boy
He's one foot in the grave
When I twist the blade
Never forget the look on their face
Look, I'm not brave
I just want to repay the pain
I ain't saving the world
There's no world to save
[Chorus:]
I'm Mad Max
Collect scrap
To attach to my ride
And drive the threat back
I'm Mad Max
I've left tracks
From Gas Town way out
To the outback
I'm Mad Max
I blast caps from blas cap
And splatter the barren flats
With flak
I'm Mad Max
I wreck tracks
And make you crapp your kecks
Like ex-lax
[Verse 2:]
Just nipping out to nick stuff
And then get stuck in big nothing
But get stuffed
If you think that I'll quit, huffing
Unsettle the dust
Above the speckles of rust
I've got myself to help
There's no one better to trust until
I bumped into Chumbucket
Through plum luck
And it got me pumped up
To have a chum who's up for
Mucking in
Tucking in
Trucking
Kicking up a motherfucking ruckus
Sick enough to sit in
While I'm socking these suckers
When we hop in the vehicle
I call shotgun
That's not a metaphor, mate
I've actually got one
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I've got a ticket to ride
To where the fittest survive
To live here requires
A particular type
Of meticulous mind
You need volition
Munition and intuition to drive
And that's what griffa provides
It's not ufficient to be wishful
And blag it
You need the nads
To eat a fistful of maggots
From prickles to scrapulance
Rippers and rammers
You're going to need to be a dab hand
With a wrench and a hammer
The manic mechanic instilling panic
Bringing havoc
To these panoramic lands
With my rampant antics
Though it's dramatic
I'm a classic romantic at heart
Hi honey, I'm home
You won't believe the traffic
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
You guys are so nice
Australia
Alright, fellas
Ladies
I'm not actually Australian
As you can probably guess
But uh, grew up watching a lot of Crocodile Dundee
Neighbors
And I'm gonna have a bit of fun with this one
[Verse 1:]
I started with nothing
They took it all
Swapped it for a sunburn
And a foot in the balls
I'm homeless and hopeless
These bogans are bogus
Emotionally deprived
And rife with psychosis
They've gone and made max ferocious
How mad this bloke is
That'll stab you in the back
With a broken bone
And slash your scrotum
I need to have the focus
To build the Magnum Opus
And plan a road trip
So that I can go and tackle Scrotus
He scrapped my black on black
And that's a bloody ballache
Messing with another fella's car?
Not on at all, mate
Never miss a war boy
He's one foot in the grave
When I twist the blade
Never forget the look on their face
Look, I'm not brave
I just want to repay the pain
I ain't saving the world
There's no world to save
[Chorus:]
I'm Mad Max
Collect scrap
To attach to my ride
And drive the threat back
I'm Mad Max
I've left tracks
From Gas Town way out
To the outback
I'm Mad Max
I blast caps from blas cap
And splatter the barren flats
With flak
I'm Mad Max
I wreck tracks
And make you crapp your kecks
Like ex-lax
[Verse 2:]
Just nipping out to nick stuff
And then get stuck in big nothing
But get stuffed
If you think that I'll quit, huffing
Unsettle the dust
Above the speckles of rust
I've got myself to help
There's no one better to trust until
I bumped into Chumbucket
Through plum luck
And it got me pumped up
To have a chum who's up for
Mucking in
Tucking in
Trucking
Kicking up a motherfucking ruckus
Sick enough to sit in
While I'm socking these suckers
When we hop in the vehicle
I call shotgun
That's not a metaphor, mate
I've actually got one
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I've got a ticket to ride
To where the fittest survive
To live here requires
A particular type
Of meticulous mind
You need volition
Munition and intuition to drive
And that's what griffa provides
It's not ufficient to be wishful
And blag it
You need the nads
To eat a fistful of maggots
From prickles to scrapulance
Rippers and rammers
You're going to need to be a dab hand
With a wrench and a hammer
The manic mechanic instilling panic
Bringing havoc
To these panoramic lands
With my rampant antics
Though it's dramatic
I'm a classic romantic at heart
Hi honey, I'm home
You won't believe the traffic
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
You guys are so nice
Australia
Minecraft Creeper Rap lyrics - Dan Bull
[Verse 1:]
I'm a Creeper
Minecraft's Grimm Reaper
Blowing up blocks like Al-Qaeda
I'm not a creature that'll eat ya
But I'll leave ya petrified, Peter!
Reminds peeps of Minesweeper
Clicking on a brick, then you die in the deep
I'll find your mine, I'm a mind reader
Now the mine is mine, it's finders keepers
Oh hai, I'm a creeper
So nice, nice to meet ya
Is that the time? It's time to leave
And tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
[Hook:]
Boom boom boom!
I can't stop singing this bloody tune, tune, tune
It's gonna make my brain go boom boom boom!
I can't stop singing this bloody tune, tune, tune
(Pew, pew, pew)
[Verse 2:]
I do what I wanna
Move aside, mama
Tick tick, I'm a suicide bomber!
I take control, then I'm gonna
Leave a gaping hole, Belladonna
That'll take its toll
When I'm on a quest to invade
Detonate your soul!
Fizz like a lemonade then blow
So you better stay indoors
Or I'll find your mine when you're mining ore
You'll be dying, lying in gore
Darling, ow, what you crying for?
Did somebody break your diamond sword?
I'm the volatilest sort
What a violent force
That'll frighten Spartans hark and hear Leonidas talk
When he sees me: "Tonight we dine indoors!"
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
It's official
A ballistic missle
Couldn't get this result
I blow through stone like a six foot chisel
So you better shiver when you hear that sizzle
Fffffo shizzle!
Take a listen!
It's a premonition of my mission
Death by demolition!
If I don't come home there's a sign in my kitchen
To describe why I'm missing: Gone fission
White hot raps
I got stacks
Sometimes when I die, I drop tracks
I got a lot
Ocelot
Fight off cats
If I'm feeling nice, then I might not...
BLAST!
[Hook]
My hobbies and interests include going...
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
Nothing On Jews lyrics - Dan Bull
I'm not the kind of guy that you would likely see
criticising anybody, unless I believed
that they deserve to be told I disagree
with something that they've done specifically
Now I'm alright with some types of piracy
but not the violent type you find on the high seas
Why fight your allies in times of peace
then hide behind a pile of lies like you were trying to police?
So it's okay for you to go crazily
overboard with excessive use of force?
Though sticks and stones may break your bones
they don't provoke a massacre with no remorse
But never mind that, don't give it another thought
'cause provididing aid's clearly an act of war.
You should do anything, no matter how debauched
to stop support from ever getting to your ports.
I knew a Jewish girl, and she was a pearl.
What I'm trying to say is that I've got no hatred
I've got nothing on Jews, baby.
This is aimed at The Jewish State, yeah
It's like I have witnessed Zionism's Rennaissance
You and your mates in the States really get along.
They veto anything that doesn't let you get what you want
even if it's sending planes to bomb Lebanon.
Or a naval blockade dawn raid with every weapon drawn
treating aid workers as agents of Hezbollah.
Your reputation is tainted for evermore
Stop... have a think about it
You've attacked Lebanon, you've attacked Egypt
Even to Syria you're dealing blows
You've attacked Jordan, you've had a war with
every bordering country I know.
British Israeli relations are so low
so I hope I don't become another Shlomo.
This song's never going to win a MOBO
even though I flow like the oil to the shores of the Gulf coast
or the blood in the waters of your coast
I knew a Jewish girl, and she was a pearl.
What I'm trying to say is that I've got no hatred
I've got nothing on Jews, baby.
This is aimed at The Jewish State, yeah
To Zion
criticising anybody, unless I believed
that they deserve to be told I disagree
with something that they've done specifically
Now I'm alright with some types of piracy
but not the violent type you find on the high seas
Why fight your allies in times of peace
then hide behind a pile of lies like you were trying to police?
So it's okay for you to go crazily
overboard with excessive use of force?
Though sticks and stones may break your bones
they don't provoke a massacre with no remorse
But never mind that, don't give it another thought
'cause provididing aid's clearly an act of war.
You should do anything, no matter how debauched
to stop support from ever getting to your ports.
I knew a Jewish girl, and she was a pearl.
What I'm trying to say is that I've got no hatred
I've got nothing on Jews, baby.
This is aimed at The Jewish State, yeah
It's like I have witnessed Zionism's Rennaissance
You and your mates in the States really get along.
They veto anything that doesn't let you get what you want
even if it's sending planes to bomb Lebanon.
Or a naval blockade dawn raid with every weapon drawn
treating aid workers as agents of Hezbollah.
Your reputation is tainted for evermore
Stop... have a think about it
You've attacked Lebanon, you've attacked Egypt
Even to Syria you're dealing blows
You've attacked Jordan, you've had a war with
every bordering country I know.
British Israeli relations are so low
so I hope I don't become another Shlomo.
This song's never going to win a MOBO
even though I flow like the oil to the shores of the Gulf coast
or the blood in the waters of your coast
I knew a Jewish girl, and she was a pearl.
What I'm trying to say is that I've got no hatred
I've got nothing on Jews, baby.
This is aimed at The Jewish State, yeah
To Zion
PewDiePie's Song (feat. LilDeuceDeuce) lyrics - Dan Bull
Hey hey hey this is PewDiePie's channel
And if you don't like that I'll slap you with a flannel
Hop on my camel and chase you to the North Pole
Aaaah my camel's out of control!
Run, run, call the police
I'm going to the zoo there's animals to release
I'll take them all home and show them my games
Take pictures of them all (smile!) and keep them in frames
His name is PewDiePie, ladies claim he's a cutie pie
Millions other disagree and say he's just a stupid guy
So who is right? Let's look at the facts
Dudes that like him, or that attack?
Hang on a sec, what does it matter?
Refuse to fight, it's a horrible act
I could pick some bogeys out of my nose
Or watch something else that is gross with thousands of bros
I could learn to sew and make some outfits and clothes
Or I could buy a PewDiePie tee like thousands of bros
What you talkin bout, PewDiePie?
You're not making any sense bro, you be high
You could wear a new Gucci suit and groovy tie
But you'll never be as beautiful as PewDiePie
I'm taking on YouTube in a tutu, woo hoo
I'm bigger than you, you and you…boo hoo!
There's loads of dudes getting in feuds with Pewds
But I'm infused with juice and ready to bruise these noobs
I'm a velocirapper, ferocious
A new subscriber every day since diplodocus
I'm clearly the dopest, the rest of you are hopeless
I'm on a global stage, you're on some sofas
You're bogus, hocus pocus, no focus
I can't decide if I should punch you or give you a brofist
You look as if you stole your sister's hair
Aww watch you gonna do, throw Mr. Chair?
I could write poetry and flowery prose
Or I could argue in the comments with thousands of bros
I could water the garden, I've got flowers to hose
Or I could stay inside the house online with thousands of bros
What you talkin bout, PewDiePie?
You're not making any sense bro, you be high
You could wear a new Gucci suit and groovy tie
But you'll never be as beautiful as PewDiePie
Edgar Allen, Edgar Allen, are you responsible for what I'm smelling?
I'm rippedy rapping and bibbedy bapping and hippedy hopping
There's nobody stopping me, so whatever you're watching
You better be stopping and paying attention to P…E…WDIEPIE
He's even sweeter than a blueberry pie
I feel like I'm motherfucking stuck in this duck
It makes me want to quack like what the fuck is that
Genius Pewds strikes again with the speed of Raikkonen
And if I couldn't watch his videos I think my life would end
So, goodbye bros, see you tomorrow
Yeah so, goodbye bros, No Stephano!
I could play a moba game for hours til pro
Or I could choose to stay on YouTube with thousands of bros
I could learn to sing to huge crowds at my shows
Or I could join the chorus of this one, how does it go?
What you talkin bout, PewDiePie?
You're not making any sense bro, you be high
You could wear a new Gucci suit and groovy tie
But you'll never be as beautiful as PewDiePie
And if you don't like that I'll slap you with a flannel
Hop on my camel and chase you to the North Pole
Aaaah my camel's out of control!
Run, run, call the police
I'm going to the zoo there's animals to release
I'll take them all home and show them my games
Take pictures of them all (smile!) and keep them in frames
His name is PewDiePie, ladies claim he's a cutie pie
Millions other disagree and say he's just a stupid guy
So who is right? Let's look at the facts
Dudes that like him, or that attack?
Hang on a sec, what does it matter?
Refuse to fight, it's a horrible act
I could pick some bogeys out of my nose
Or watch something else that is gross with thousands of bros
I could learn to sew and make some outfits and clothes
Or I could buy a PewDiePie tee like thousands of bros
What you talkin bout, PewDiePie?
You're not making any sense bro, you be high
You could wear a new Gucci suit and groovy tie
But you'll never be as beautiful as PewDiePie
I'm taking on YouTube in a tutu, woo hoo
I'm bigger than you, you and you…boo hoo!
There's loads of dudes getting in feuds with Pewds
But I'm infused with juice and ready to bruise these noobs
I'm a velocirapper, ferocious
A new subscriber every day since diplodocus
I'm clearly the dopest, the rest of you are hopeless
I'm on a global stage, you're on some sofas
You're bogus, hocus pocus, no focus
I can't decide if I should punch you or give you a brofist
You look as if you stole your sister's hair
Aww watch you gonna do, throw Mr. Chair?
I could write poetry and flowery prose
Or I could argue in the comments with thousands of bros
I could water the garden, I've got flowers to hose
Or I could stay inside the house online with thousands of bros
What you talkin bout, PewDiePie?
You're not making any sense bro, you be high
You could wear a new Gucci suit and groovy tie
But you'll never be as beautiful as PewDiePie
Edgar Allen, Edgar Allen, are you responsible for what I'm smelling?
I'm rippedy rapping and bibbedy bapping and hippedy hopping
There's nobody stopping me, so whatever you're watching
You better be stopping and paying attention to P…E…WDIEPIE
He's even sweeter than a blueberry pie
I feel like I'm motherfucking stuck in this duck
It makes me want to quack like what the fuck is that
Genius Pewds strikes again with the speed of Raikkonen
And if I couldn't watch his videos I think my life would end
So, goodbye bros, see you tomorrow
Yeah so, goodbye bros, No Stephano!
I could play a moba game for hours til pro
Or I could choose to stay on YouTube with thousands of bros
I could learn to sing to huge crowds at my shows
Or I could join the chorus of this one, how does it go?
What you talkin bout, PewDiePie?
You're not making any sense bro, you be high
You could wear a new Gucci suit and groovy tie
But you'll never be as beautiful as PewDiePie
Prey Rap lyrics - Dan Bull
Another day
Another spin of the Atlas
Another day
Another calendar page stacked up
Pull myself up off the mattress
Get changed
Then make a cup of the black staff
I've had enough practise
Practically captive
A lab rat running laps, hapless
Red eyed like rastas
I'm either very tired
Or something's happened disastrous
The redder the sclera
The bigger the terror
I regret
There's been a bit of clerical error
I've been subjected to medical tests
That have hyper-developed my genitals
Jealous?!
It's the genesis, fellas
Neuromods
To ride the punany
Here me now
Wish I had this earlier
It's criminal
I can have lived as long with a willy this minimal
Now I'm enhancing my chances
Of dancing with phantoms
That haven't had a man that's as handsome
Holding their sanctum
The mansion to ransom
While humming the national anthem
A panther run rampant
From aft to foredeck
Don't ask whats before us
It's "Ant And"
Put on a londoner accent
And you can rhyme it with pj and duncan
Danke schon
Gang star
Tailing prey
Transtar
Bailey jay
Moby dick on a mobius strip
No whaling this way
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away...
Talos one
Floating in space
Ballast gone
No hope in this place
Phallus, dong
Stop joking
It's taking any remaining pathos
Out of the song
What a shameful waste
I told them to make it
And they made it
Probably nothing to do with me
But never mind I'll take it
Never mind I'll take it
Never mind I...
Never mind, I'm Morgan Yu
Who you talking to?
Don't mind me
I'm just sorting through resources
To recycle a knife fork and spoon
And I might leave you covered all in gloo
With shimmering shine like a morning dew
You've been sleeping, haven't you?
Dormez vous
Dark harvest
Marvellous
I'm a bastard
My style is fatherless
Shout to Osiris, Joe bananas
Far from harmless when I go bananas
Mad scientist, I'm not clothed in armor
Do it Bruno Mars style
No pyjamas
I'm that bloke in dramas
Fulfilling the trope:
Hero protagonist
Forcing rhymes in broken english
Like I'm twiddling the dial on a broken wireless
Psychotronic science is quite horrid
Take a typhon and a siphon the life from it
Now we're surprised that they want to fight for it?
It's an eye for an eye, and mines bollocksed
So now I'm a fightoholic
Ready to bounce like a lowrider's hydraulics
Another spin of the Atlas
Another day
Another calendar page stacked up
Pull myself up off the mattress
Get changed
Then make a cup of the black staff
I've had enough practise
Practically captive
A lab rat running laps, hapless
Red eyed like rastas
I'm either very tired
Or something's happened disastrous
The redder the sclera
The bigger the terror
I regret
There's been a bit of clerical error
I've been subjected to medical tests
That have hyper-developed my genitals
Jealous?!
It's the genesis, fellas
Neuromods
To ride the punany
Here me now
Wish I had this earlier
It's criminal
I can have lived as long with a willy this minimal
Now I'm enhancing my chances
Of dancing with phantoms
That haven't had a man that's as handsome
Holding their sanctum
The mansion to ransom
While humming the national anthem
A panther run rampant
From aft to foredeck
Don't ask whats before us
It's "Ant And"
Put on a londoner accent
And you can rhyme it with pj and duncan
Danke schon
Gang star
Tailing prey
Transtar
Bailey jay
Moby dick on a mobius strip
No whaling this way
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away...
Talos one
Floating in space
Ballast gone
No hope in this place
Phallus, dong
Stop joking
It's taking any remaining pathos
Out of the song
What a shameful waste
I told them to make it
And they made it
Probably nothing to do with me
But never mind I'll take it
Never mind I'll take it
Never mind I...
Never mind, I'm Morgan Yu
Who you talking to?
Don't mind me
I'm just sorting through resources
To recycle a knife fork and spoon
And I might leave you covered all in gloo
With shimmering shine like a morning dew
You've been sleeping, haven't you?
Dormez vous
Dark harvest
Marvellous
I'm a bastard
My style is fatherless
Shout to Osiris, Joe bananas
Far from harmless when I go bananas
Mad scientist, I'm not clothed in armor
Do it Bruno Mars style
No pyjamas
I'm that bloke in dramas
Fulfilling the trope:
Hero protagonist
Forcing rhymes in broken english
Like I'm twiddling the dial on a broken wireless
Psychotronic science is quite horrid
Take a typhon and a siphon the life from it
Now we're surprised that they want to fight for it?
It's an eye for an eye, and mines bollocksed
So now I'm a fightoholic
Ready to bounce like a lowrider's hydraulics
Rappers React lyrics - Dan Bull
This is an open letter to the fine brothers
Dear Benny and Rafi
I regretfully have to inform you
of the tragic fact I'm not incredibly happy
I went online the other day aiming to find another meme
and saw comments like: "FUCK THE FINE BROTHERS, THEY GHEY!"
I thought, "hey wait - mate - am I a day late?"
"What kind of cray cray hate bait did they make?"
So let me get this strange situation straight
and say straight away if I've made a grave mistake:
You made your name with entertainment such as "Kids React"
a distillation of the name of which is "React"
You claimed the trademark on the name under a federal act
to protect your brand from any imitation it attracts
so if a creator names a similar video with "react"
then they've taken it from you and they should give it back
I can understand how you'd maybe want to limit that
but the claims you later made explaining it are inexact
That's why there's been attacks on Twitter and on Facebook lately,
The brain sees straight away when statements are evasive, shady
Youtube's creative space has already been made dark
DMCA; Content ID; now we need trademarks?
You said of course it only applies to your format
but didn't define the type of thing you would or wouldn't call that?
You said it's "all the elements mixed" together
but when Ellen sits with kids and reminisces it's "whatever"
You said, "here's the link to her thread, now get and tell her"
Funny how that post disappeared, innit, Penn and Teller?
If you had to give an adjective to Ellen DeGeneres
generally it'd tend to be genuine; elegant; generous
But if you choose to use disingenuous
then you must lack the trust you ask of us
Gentlemen, you come across as jealous
stingy, salty as a jellyfish
like Gabriel telling God he came up with Genesis
Now that's just rude, and if that's your actual attitude
how can Youtubers just sit back relaxed
and absolutely sure that their react approved
and not react accused?
I'm a tad confused if I can now react to you
without being asked "remove it now or else you're getting axed or sued"
I don't want to have disputes
It's a drag to get a flag removed
Ask Buzz Aldrin, his is still stuck at the moon
Now you're some business savvy dudes
I see how your tactic's shrewd
I can still jump out the plane, from any altitude
but you trademarked the safety cord and patented the parachute
now that's some powers you could now abuse
unless we point it out to you just what you have to lose
pass the lube
(don't actually pass the lube)
(Hey Will Smith don't let your lip react, cause the fine brothers trademarked lip react, woop!)
Dear Benny and Rafi
I regretfully have to inform you
of the tragic fact I'm not incredibly happy
I went online the other day aiming to find another meme
and saw comments like: "FUCK THE FINE BROTHERS, THEY GHEY!"
I thought, "hey wait - mate - am I a day late?"
"What kind of cray cray hate bait did they make?"
So let me get this strange situation straight
and say straight away if I've made a grave mistake:
You made your name with entertainment such as "Kids React"
a distillation of the name of which is "React"
You claimed the trademark on the name under a federal act
to protect your brand from any imitation it attracts
so if a creator names a similar video with "react"
then they've taken it from you and they should give it back
I can understand how you'd maybe want to limit that
but the claims you later made explaining it are inexact
That's why there's been attacks on Twitter and on Facebook lately,
The brain sees straight away when statements are evasive, shady
Youtube's creative space has already been made dark
DMCA; Content ID; now we need trademarks?
You said of course it only applies to your format
but didn't define the type of thing you would or wouldn't call that?
You said it's "all the elements mixed" together
but when Ellen sits with kids and reminisces it's "whatever"
You said, "here's the link to her thread, now get and tell her"
Funny how that post disappeared, innit, Penn and Teller?
If you had to give an adjective to Ellen DeGeneres
generally it'd tend to be genuine; elegant; generous
But if you choose to use disingenuous
then you must lack the trust you ask of us
Gentlemen, you come across as jealous
stingy, salty as a jellyfish
like Gabriel telling God he came up with Genesis
Now that's just rude, and if that's your actual attitude
how can Youtubers just sit back relaxed
and absolutely sure that their react approved
and not react accused?
I'm a tad confused if I can now react to you
without being asked "remove it now or else you're getting axed or sued"
I don't want to have disputes
It's a drag to get a flag removed
Ask Buzz Aldrin, his is still stuck at the moon
Now you're some business savvy dudes
I see how your tactic's shrewd
I can still jump out the plane, from any altitude
but you trademarked the safety cord and patented the parachute
now that's some powers you could now abuse
unless we point it out to you just what you have to lose
pass the lube
(don't actually pass the lube)
(Hey Will Smith don't let your lip react, cause the fine brothers trademarked lip react, woop!)
Refurbishing The Domain Of The Nerdcubed (Nerd³) lyrics - Dan Bull
This is who?
Nerdcubed, using Dan Bull's voice-box
Bringing that arcade sensation as the coin drops-
Into the slot and the screen flickers on
The girls scream and struggle to keep their knickers on
If you're fed up with frantic editing
Gigantic lettering
And hammock-centric extroverts manically bellowing
Then Dan's your sedative
A passively clever kid
Who rarely throws a tantrum
In fact, I don't think he ever did!
It's not a place for haters to hurt noobs
It's the ever-loving domain of the Nerdcubed!
The kind of place to play such an absurd tune, as this
It's the domain of the Nerdcubed
The Nerdcubed
(I say!)
It's the domain of the Nerdcubed
Hey guys! Check out this crazy game!
It's called MEME SIMULATOR three thousand and... something
It's wacky! It's wack- look how wacky I am, too!
Hey!
No more procrastination
Just pure fascination
With the sort of games that one just has to play, sure
Discovering a rating is my number one aim
But I'm not a YouTuber, just a guy who loves games
So if your preference isn't obstreperous recklessness
But giving deference to 80's pop culture references
And you totally recall that woman with the third boob
You're in perfect company... with the Nerdcubed
The Nerdcubed
The Nerdcubed
The Nerd-who?
The Nerdcubed
Nerdcubed, using Dan Bull's voice-box
Bringing that arcade sensation as the coin drops-
Into the slot and the screen flickers on
The girls scream and struggle to keep their knickers on
If you're fed up with frantic editing
Gigantic lettering
And hammock-centric extroverts manically bellowing
Then Dan's your sedative
A passively clever kid
Who rarely throws a tantrum
In fact, I don't think he ever did!
It's not a place for haters to hurt noobs
It's the ever-loving domain of the Nerdcubed!
The kind of place to play such an absurd tune, as this
It's the domain of the Nerdcubed
The Nerdcubed
(I say!)
It's the domain of the Nerdcubed
Hey guys! Check out this crazy game!
It's called MEME SIMULATOR three thousand and... something
It's wacky! It's wack- look how wacky I am, too!
Hey!
No more procrastination
Just pure fascination
With the sort of games that one just has to play, sure
Discovering a rating is my number one aim
But I'm not a YouTuber, just a guy who loves games
So if your preference isn't obstreperous recklessness
But giving deference to 80's pop culture references
And you totally recall that woman with the third boob
You're in perfect company... with the Nerdcubed
The Nerdcubed
The Nerdcubed
The Nerd-who?
The Nerdcubed
Sea Of Thieves lyrics - Dan Bull
Ahoy, mateys
Lovely day
Ahhhhhhhh
There's nothing like a life at sea
Breathe in the briny breeze, you'll never feel quite as free
A perfect day for paddling, so come and dive with me
I wear a pair of peg legs to hide the fact I'm five foot three
There lurks a sight to see, beneath the gleaming surface
That just happens to be here like it was on purpose
But a pirate's only duty's answering the call of booty
Through all the beauty, mutiny, the loot and the appalling cruelty
You won't have a long life expectancy
I mean respectfully, what do you expect at sea?
When you're stepping in a grapeshot's trajectory
It's balls meet balls, what a mess of a vasectomy
On Devil's Ridge beneath the sands
The gold lies hidden from thieving hands
Seek the cursed boar shrine where there is no sky
It lies in wait for a light held high
Where's the treasure hiding on this desert island?
Guess we'd better find them
But these skeleton fellows are intending to pile in
Well if they want to pile in, we'll leave them in a pile
In a heap, we reamed them into pieces like a hymen
Jesus, even I can't believe the things I'm rhyming
Blame my rhyming dictionary, because it isn't very -
Stop to admire the view and have a bit of fruit
It's not just ammo that the cannon here can shoot
On Devil's Ridge beneath the sands
The gold lies hidden from thieving hands
Seek the cursed boar shrine where there is no sky
It lies in wait for a light held high
Now that the time's arrived to head into the cave
I'm suddenly not feeling so particularly brave
So it's lucky, lucky for me that I'm with my mates
I'll just stay here at the back to guarantee we can escape
Yeah, I'll just look at these pictures, you go ahead
Umm, you alright in there, bro? Oh, he's dead
Hold your lantern high, behold the rancid sight
If I were you I'd take a moment to ensure your pants are dry
On Devil's Ridge beneath the sands
The gold lies hidden from thieving hands
Seek the cursed boar shrine where there is no sky
It lies in wait for a light held high
I'm sure your chest ought to be somewhere northwest
More or less over there, below the floor, I guess
Aww yes! Let's get it, leg it and do one
Before the skeleton's get a sniff and tear us a new one
Do you want to be one like sailors in the past have
No? Then run away, no one's invented satnavs
Left, right, up, down, it doesn't matter, what's the diff'?
You've got no option, so just fricking bomb it off the cliff
Plummet into rock pools, I'm not gonna stop, fools
I've got jewels and my crew's got tools
What you gonna do, you're too skinny to be starting trouble, fellows
Back to the ship in a jiffy, quick, we're parked on double yellows
I swear, every time we check the map, we get attacked
And when I work out who keeps doing that, they'll get a slap
I've only just redecorated in my cabin
Grabbing some ammo, then get straight into the cannon
Hit the deck of a ship that's wrecked, showing disrespect
Whip out my pistol, blast the captain into bits of flesh
There's nothing like the stench of singed gunpowder, it's the best
Ah, so this is why they call this middle deck the mess
You should switch the decor up in here, I've got a bit depressed
I'd better ditch and jet to collect the biggest cheque
Hoist the main sails, man the tiller, wheel or rudder
We're feeling good and -
Wait, come back! Oh bugger
On Devil's Ridge beneath the sands
The gold lies hidden from thieving hands
Seek the cursed boar shrine where there is no sky
It lies in wait for a light held high
Captain?
Ai-ain't those lyrics copyrighted from the game or so'e'ing?
Well yes, they probably are
But what do you expect?
We're pirates!
Lovely day
Ahhhhhhhh
There's nothing like a life at sea
Breathe in the briny breeze, you'll never feel quite as free
A perfect day for paddling, so come and dive with me
I wear a pair of peg legs to hide the fact I'm five foot three
There lurks a sight to see, beneath the gleaming surface
That just happens to be here like it was on purpose
But a pirate's only duty's answering the call of booty
Through all the beauty, mutiny, the loot and the appalling cruelty
You won't have a long life expectancy
I mean respectfully, what do you expect at sea?
When you're stepping in a grapeshot's trajectory
It's balls meet balls, what a mess of a vasectomy
On Devil's Ridge beneath the sands
The gold lies hidden from thieving hands
Seek the cursed boar shrine where there is no sky
It lies in wait for a light held high
Where's the treasure hiding on this desert island?
Guess we'd better find them
But these skeleton fellows are intending to pile in
Well if they want to pile in, we'll leave them in a pile
In a heap, we reamed them into pieces like a hymen
Jesus, even I can't believe the things I'm rhyming
Blame my rhyming dictionary, because it isn't very -
Stop to admire the view and have a bit of fruit
It's not just ammo that the cannon here can shoot
On Devil's Ridge beneath the sands
The gold lies hidden from thieving hands
Seek the cursed boar shrine where there is no sky
It lies in wait for a light held high
Now that the time's arrived to head into the cave
I'm suddenly not feeling so particularly brave
So it's lucky, lucky for me that I'm with my mates
I'll just stay here at the back to guarantee we can escape
Yeah, I'll just look at these pictures, you go ahead
Umm, you alright in there, bro? Oh, he's dead
Hold your lantern high, behold the rancid sight
If I were you I'd take a moment to ensure your pants are dry
On Devil's Ridge beneath the sands
The gold lies hidden from thieving hands
Seek the cursed boar shrine where there is no sky
It lies in wait for a light held high
I'm sure your chest ought to be somewhere northwest
More or less over there, below the floor, I guess
Aww yes! Let's get it, leg it and do one
Before the skeleton's get a sniff and tear us a new one
Do you want to be one like sailors in the past have
No? Then run away, no one's invented satnavs
Left, right, up, down, it doesn't matter, what's the diff'?
You've got no option, so just fricking bomb it off the cliff
Plummet into rock pools, I'm not gonna stop, fools
I've got jewels and my crew's got tools
What you gonna do, you're too skinny to be starting trouble, fellows
Back to the ship in a jiffy, quick, we're parked on double yellows
I swear, every time we check the map, we get attacked
And when I work out who keeps doing that, they'll get a slap
I've only just redecorated in my cabin
Grabbing some ammo, then get straight into the cannon
Hit the deck of a ship that's wrecked, showing disrespect
Whip out my pistol, blast the captain into bits of flesh
There's nothing like the stench of singed gunpowder, it's the best
Ah, so this is why they call this middle deck the mess
You should switch the decor up in here, I've got a bit depressed
I'd better ditch and jet to collect the biggest cheque
Hoist the main sails, man the tiller, wheel or rudder
We're feeling good and -
Wait, come back! Oh bugger
On Devil's Ridge beneath the sands
The gold lies hidden from thieving hands
Seek the cursed boar shrine where there is no sky
It lies in wait for a light held high
Captain?
Ai-ain't those lyrics copyrighted from the game or so'e'ing?
Well yes, they probably are
But what do you expect?
We're pirates!
Secular Song In Celebration Of The 25th Of December lyrics - Dan Bull
December the 25th is here
0.003% of a year
December the 25th is here
So we should shine a light on those who might just disappear
There's so much hype for the 25th of December
piles of cards to write, lists of gifts to remember
that we're quick to forget, amidst the tinsel and splendour
that in the end we're in it together
so I've picked up a pen and written a letter
but it isn't to Santa
though it is a wishlist of things I think we should remember
of thinkers, inventors, figures and mentors
and different events linked to the 25th of December, listen:
William the Conqueror was crowned the King of England
Ukraine chose to leave the Soviet Union
In ancient Rome was Charlemagne's coronation
Later, the Kingdom of Hungary's foundation
Hong Kong succumbed to Japanese occupation
The Soviet Union saw Gorbachev's resignation
Christmas Island found by Captain William Mynors
The adoption of The Constitution of the Republic of China
This is for Isaac Newton, I salute him
The guy who kickstarted the scientific revolution
Helena Rubinstein, Polish-American businesswoman
They're all omitted with this discussion of Christmas coming
Isn't it something?
And if you're into cricket
happy birthday Trescothick, Hasan, Jones, Cook and Grimmet
Let's remember Quentin Crisp, Lady Morgan Sydney
Orlando Gibbons, Jinnah, Robert Ripley
The day that comedy died, this isn't happening
First W. C. Fields, then Charlie Chaplin
This is for Hugo Bergmann and Dorothy Wordsworth
The German Nobel laureates Ruska, Windaus and Herzberg
From generousness to effortless cleverness
respect to Annie Lennox, Noel Redding, Kenny Everett
The efforts and achievements real people do
whether or not they succeed
Rest in peace, Beagle 2
Here's looking at you, admidst the stars I have to thank you
Tip my hat to Humphrey Bogart, the star of Casablanca
From Cab Calloway through to Louis Chevrolet
there's plenty more we ought to make sure we don't forget today
Love you,
we love you
Love you,
We love you, love you
Not many of us have a larger heart than
the founder of the American Red Cross, Clara Barton
so I beg your pardon for any omission
whether you're a secularist or whether you're Christian
whatever religion, whatever your differences
we're distant relatives so let us mend the division
Within gender, we're more than just men and just women
We may be different races but we're genetically kin and
we may be different ages but we still live
in the same seconds and minutes
No one's setting the limits
So let's end the tradition of splitting hairs
'cause the fission of follicles just isn't logical
Remember the mission
We're in it together
Love you,
we love you
Love you,
We love you, love you
0.003% of a year
December the 25th is here
So we should shine a light on those who might just disappear
There's so much hype for the 25th of December
piles of cards to write, lists of gifts to remember
that we're quick to forget, amidst the tinsel and splendour
that in the end we're in it together
so I've picked up a pen and written a letter
but it isn't to Santa
though it is a wishlist of things I think we should remember
of thinkers, inventors, figures and mentors
and different events linked to the 25th of December, listen:
William the Conqueror was crowned the King of England
Ukraine chose to leave the Soviet Union
In ancient Rome was Charlemagne's coronation
Later, the Kingdom of Hungary's foundation
Hong Kong succumbed to Japanese occupation
The Soviet Union saw Gorbachev's resignation
Christmas Island found by Captain William Mynors
The adoption of The Constitution of the Republic of China
This is for Isaac Newton, I salute him
The guy who kickstarted the scientific revolution
Helena Rubinstein, Polish-American businesswoman
They're all omitted with this discussion of Christmas coming
Isn't it something?
And if you're into cricket
happy birthday Trescothick, Hasan, Jones, Cook and Grimmet
Let's remember Quentin Crisp, Lady Morgan Sydney
Orlando Gibbons, Jinnah, Robert Ripley
The day that comedy died, this isn't happening
First W. C. Fields, then Charlie Chaplin
This is for Hugo Bergmann and Dorothy Wordsworth
The German Nobel laureates Ruska, Windaus and Herzberg
From generousness to effortless cleverness
respect to Annie Lennox, Noel Redding, Kenny Everett
The efforts and achievements real people do
whether or not they succeed
Rest in peace, Beagle 2
Here's looking at you, admidst the stars I have to thank you
Tip my hat to Humphrey Bogart, the star of Casablanca
From Cab Calloway through to Louis Chevrolet
there's plenty more we ought to make sure we don't forget today
Love you,
we love you
Love you,
We love you, love you
Not many of us have a larger heart than
the founder of the American Red Cross, Clara Barton
so I beg your pardon for any omission
whether you're a secularist or whether you're Christian
whatever religion, whatever your differences
we're distant relatives so let us mend the division
Within gender, we're more than just men and just women
We may be different races but we're genetically kin and
we may be different ages but we still live
in the same seconds and minutes
No one's setting the limits
So let's end the tradition of splitting hairs
'cause the fission of follicles just isn't logical
Remember the mission
We're in it together
Love you,
we love you
Love you,
We love you, love you
Shut Down (feat. Shizzy Sixx) lyrics - Dan Bull
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Good day to all Americans
I'm here with a catastrophe
And a number of questions to one I'm hoping will answer these
My name is Shizzy Sixx with the DB6 News
[Dan Bull:]
And I'm Dan Bull, here to discuss the issues
[Shizzy Sixx:]
OK, recently it seems America caused a blunder
Fallen under, suffered
The reason why is what we all have wondered
[Dan Bull:]
Capitol Hill were meant to passing a bill
About how America was splashing mils
But they were lacking the skill
Lagging until it was too late and shut down
[Shizzy Sixx:]
But now that it's shutdown and sundown
Dan, what now?
[Dan Bull:]
Well, first an urgent purge of federal workers
Essential ones will stay, the rest will be worthless
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Along with being worthless, with hungry mouths and stress
Do you have any idea how many people it'll affect?
[Dan Bull:]
Well, 800,000 are not deemed essential
So their diaries are gonna be real uneventful
[Shizzy Sixx:]
The eventual tears will be a lot to see
What exactly will this do the economy?
[Dan Bull:]
We will see a drop in stocks and profits immediately
The longer it goes on, the more it eats into the GDP
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Dropping quick as a DDT, I can't help but feel choked up
Dan, since you're in the office, care to explain what's the hold up?
[Dan Bull:]
Yeah, of course
The Democrats are in a never-ending spat
With the Republicans on just how to spend their tax
[Shizzy Sixx:]
And because that, we can't relax
There's drama here
Care to tell me what that has to do with Obamacare?
[Dan Bull:]
Well, some Republicans believe that social healthcare
Is so bad for welfare, they're ready to go out there
This is nail-biting stuff for Obama's cuticles
And equally key play for major pharmaceuticals
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Seems for some of these guys, being in office is unsuitable
I'd rather see them clean cars and never see a cubicle!
I'm sorry, I'm just enraged and took a slight detour
Now my next question is: has this happened before?
[Dan Bull:]
The last shutdown was nearly 20 years ago, lasting 21 days
So this appears to show that it could take a serious amount of time
To resolve what's a fuss about a dime
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Which is a shame, it's like a game
With our funds is being played
But during the whole fiasco, does the President get paid?
[Dan Bull:]
Yep
The President's still getting sent a paycheck
With everyone in Congress, it's a safe bet
[Shizzy Sixx:]
At this point, I just feel that America neglects me
But just to be sure, how does this whole thing affect me?
[Dan Bull:]
Well, in many ways you won't be left on your own
But won't be able to get a passport or federal loan
But despite the major changes that we're sure to see
It won't affect national or social security
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Well, I suppose that's a positive, diminishing the shame
But the biggest question here is:
WHO ARE WE TO BLAME?!
[Dan Bull:]
Yeah, who's responsible for digging this hole?
Well, opinion polls suggest them in control of Congress
While about 10% less blame the President for getting us into this bloody mess
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Well Dan, I appreciate you taking out the time
To elighten us here at DB6 at five, now
We wait to see if we're out of luck now
Or if power returns to the system to end this...
SHUTDOWN
Good day to all Americans
I'm here with a catastrophe
And a number of questions to one I'm hoping will answer these
My name is Shizzy Sixx with the DB6 News
[Dan Bull:]
And I'm Dan Bull, here to discuss the issues
[Shizzy Sixx:]
OK, recently it seems America caused a blunder
Fallen under, suffered
The reason why is what we all have wondered
[Dan Bull:]
Capitol Hill were meant to passing a bill
About how America was splashing mils
But they were lacking the skill
Lagging until it was too late and shut down
[Shizzy Sixx:]
But now that it's shutdown and sundown
Dan, what now?
[Dan Bull:]
Well, first an urgent purge of federal workers
Essential ones will stay, the rest will be worthless
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Along with being worthless, with hungry mouths and stress
Do you have any idea how many people it'll affect?
[Dan Bull:]
Well, 800,000 are not deemed essential
So their diaries are gonna be real uneventful
[Shizzy Sixx:]
The eventual tears will be a lot to see
What exactly will this do the economy?
[Dan Bull:]
We will see a drop in stocks and profits immediately
The longer it goes on, the more it eats into the GDP
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Dropping quick as a DDT, I can't help but feel choked up
Dan, since you're in the office, care to explain what's the hold up?
[Dan Bull:]
Yeah, of course
The Democrats are in a never-ending spat
With the Republicans on just how to spend their tax
[Shizzy Sixx:]
And because that, we can't relax
There's drama here
Care to tell me what that has to do with Obamacare?
[Dan Bull:]
Well, some Republicans believe that social healthcare
Is so bad for welfare, they're ready to go out there
This is nail-biting stuff for Obama's cuticles
And equally key play for major pharmaceuticals
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Seems for some of these guys, being in office is unsuitable
I'd rather see them clean cars and never see a cubicle!
I'm sorry, I'm just enraged and took a slight detour
Now my next question is: has this happened before?
[Dan Bull:]
The last shutdown was nearly 20 years ago, lasting 21 days
So this appears to show that it could take a serious amount of time
To resolve what's a fuss about a dime
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Which is a shame, it's like a game
With our funds is being played
But during the whole fiasco, does the President get paid?
[Dan Bull:]
Yep
The President's still getting sent a paycheck
With everyone in Congress, it's a safe bet
[Shizzy Sixx:]
At this point, I just feel that America neglects me
But just to be sure, how does this whole thing affect me?
[Dan Bull:]
Well, in many ways you won't be left on your own
But won't be able to get a passport or federal loan
But despite the major changes that we're sure to see
It won't affect national or social security
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Well, I suppose that's a positive, diminishing the shame
But the biggest question here is:
WHO ARE WE TO BLAME?!
[Dan Bull:]
Yeah, who's responsible for digging this hole?
Well, opinion polls suggest them in control of Congress
While about 10% less blame the President for getting us into this bloody mess
[Shizzy Sixx:]
Well Dan, I appreciate you taking out the time
To elighten us here at DB6 at five, now
We wait to see if we're out of luck now
Or if power returns to the system to end this...
SHUTDOWN
Skyrim Epic Rap lyrics -Dan Bull
Who's rapping
Dovahkiin
Dragons?
I'm not over keen
I'll dice 'em like a knife slicing right thru an aubergine
My dragon shout flow is sweeter than a soda stream
You won't believe your eyes I'm like an overload of dopamine
A broadsword in one hand
And a magic spell in the other
I'm the last of the Dragonborn
There's no other my brother
So run for cover
If you got scales
Then I'm on your tail
And I will not fail
Like a free-roaming
Sandbox game
I'm off the rails-
I'll walk the trails-
Thru awful gales-
And storms of hail-
'til all the nails-
Are knocked into your coffin
I'm not stopping
'till you're impaled
And I've prevailed-
In the name of the Nords-
I pray to the Lords-
You'll all get a taste of the blade of my sword-
I'm taking on hordes of enemies
I face them with hoards of wepon'ry
They're draining my force-
So chemistry comes into play with retorts and recipes
Alchemixing like a DJ
Restoration restore my energy
My legacy-
Odyssey-
Elegy-
Prophecy's-
Written in heavenly bodies-
And buried with e-ver-ry body-
That ever did bother to mess with me-
Deading them terribly-
Horribly-
I'm a celebrity-
Honestly
You're a wannabe
I'm a prodigy
The suggestion you're better than me at being a warrior?
Ha!
Comedy
It's a gift to me
I don't just spit flames lyrically
But lit'rally
And the Elder Scrolls are scripts in which I've written your obitur'ry
I am the Dragonborn
Wearing a hat with bad-ass horns
I'm Dovahkiin-
Known globally-
You're nobody at all
Dovahkiin
Dragons?
I'm not over keen
I'll dice 'em like a knife slicing right thru an aubergine
My dragon shout flow is sweeter than a soda stream
You won't believe your eyes I'm like an overload of dopamine
A broadsword in one hand
And a magic spell in the other
I'm the last of the Dragonborn
There's no other my brother
So run for cover
If you got scales
Then I'm on your tail
And I will not fail
Like a free-roaming
Sandbox game
I'm off the rails-
I'll walk the trails-
Thru awful gales-
And storms of hail-
'til all the nails-
Are knocked into your coffin
I'm not stopping
'till you're impaled
And I've prevailed-
In the name of the Nords-
I pray to the Lords-
You'll all get a taste of the blade of my sword-
I'm taking on hordes of enemies
I face them with hoards of wepon'ry
They're draining my force-
So chemistry comes into play with retorts and recipes
Alchemixing like a DJ
Restoration restore my energy
My legacy-
Odyssey-
Elegy-
Prophecy's-
Written in heavenly bodies-
And buried with e-ver-ry body-
That ever did bother to mess with me-
Deading them terribly-
Horribly-
I'm a celebrity-
Honestly
You're a wannabe
I'm a prodigy
The suggestion you're better than me at being a warrior?
Ha!
Comedy
It's a gift to me
I don't just spit flames lyrically
But lit'rally
And the Elder Scrolls are scripts in which I've written your obitur'ry
I am the Dragonborn
Wearing a hat with bad-ass horns
I'm Dovahkiin-
Known globally-
You're nobody at all
SOPA Cabana lyrics - Dan Bull
I was born way back in 1986
I'm an old man now
But I remember how it used to be
Any now my grandchildren ask me
Grandad they say
Can you tell us what it was like
In the days of the Internet
You know, before SOPA
And I'd tell them
When was that? Hmm, let me see
Some time back in the early 21st century
I remember when the Internet was FREE
Behind my keyboard, people let me be
See, there used to be a thing called Freedom of Speech
We had freedom to teach each other, freedom to preach
Freedom to share culture and circulate ideas
Without the state trying to interfere, enter fear
We lost that freedom, not freedom as in free beer
But the freedom to be free from fear, even here
In the United Kingdom, the fact that I'm from England
Isn't a matter that matters to our new masters and kings
I was a chap who could sing and distribute my music
And like minded citizens could listen to it
I couldn't afford an orchestra, I was a poor performer
In more ways than one so I sought an alternate formula
Reinterpreted the media around me
Satirized the leaders' lies on found beats
Talked shop on top of a sample of a rock band
At least we used to, until rap got banned
At the SOPA
SOPA Cabana
The place where SOPA
SOPA can ban ya
We're At the SOPA
SOPA Cabana
The place where SOPA
SOPA can ban ya
You didn't have to act twisted to get your ass blacklisted
Just annoy a big business and get fisted
They had a vested interest in Congress
If one messed with them, then there'd be one less
Our representatives never represented shit
So the internet was history, this was the end of it
I remember it like it was yesterday
I guess that day, I was too lazy to investigate
The escapades of another state's government
Now I'm left to pay because the covenant
That they signed that day and ratified in law
Zipped our mouths up and took away our appetite for more!
I can't do much now about the way it is
But if I could go back and change things I'd say this
Truth is beauty
At least it used to be
And if you disagree with my views
Then you can sue me
In the meantime I'll keep using YouTube
Even if it means that I need to find a new medium
IRC, Darknets, so digital's down now?
I'll use pigeons and smoke signals
I'm an old man now
But I remember how it used to be
Any now my grandchildren ask me
Grandad they say
Can you tell us what it was like
In the days of the Internet
You know, before SOPA
And I'd tell them
When was that? Hmm, let me see
Some time back in the early 21st century
I remember when the Internet was FREE
Behind my keyboard, people let me be
See, there used to be a thing called Freedom of Speech
We had freedom to teach each other, freedom to preach
Freedom to share culture and circulate ideas
Without the state trying to interfere, enter fear
We lost that freedom, not freedom as in free beer
But the freedom to be free from fear, even here
In the United Kingdom, the fact that I'm from England
Isn't a matter that matters to our new masters and kings
I was a chap who could sing and distribute my music
And like minded citizens could listen to it
I couldn't afford an orchestra, I was a poor performer
In more ways than one so I sought an alternate formula
Reinterpreted the media around me
Satirized the leaders' lies on found beats
Talked shop on top of a sample of a rock band
At least we used to, until rap got banned
At the SOPA
SOPA Cabana
The place where SOPA
SOPA can ban ya
We're At the SOPA
SOPA Cabana
The place where SOPA
SOPA can ban ya
You didn't have to act twisted to get your ass blacklisted
Just annoy a big business and get fisted
They had a vested interest in Congress
If one messed with them, then there'd be one less
Our representatives never represented shit
So the internet was history, this was the end of it
I remember it like it was yesterday
I guess that day, I was too lazy to investigate
The escapades of another state's government
Now I'm left to pay because the covenant
That they signed that day and ratified in law
Zipped our mouths up and took away our appetite for more!
I can't do much now about the way it is
But if I could go back and change things I'd say this
Truth is beauty
At least it used to be
And if you disagree with my views
Then you can sue me
In the meantime I'll keep using YouTube
Even if it means that I need to find a new medium
IRC, Darknets, so digital's down now?
I'll use pigeons and smoke signals
The Brotherhood lyrics - Dan Bull
Brotherhood
Brotherhood
Brotherhood
Brotherhood
Dash back to the Renaissance
Like a racehorse
Mate I'll slash your face off
Make sure that I'll break your jaw
Like I break your laws
Grateful that I gained the support of a new patron
Stationed in the papal states
But I take short breaks on days off
To take tours round Spain lakes or Naples
What, you wanna fight me?
Why didn't you say so?
What are you thinking that I'm bringing these blades for
Flush with the weaponry
Yep I've got a lot
Atop of your neck is a terracotta pot
You wanna watch, it's not going to topple off
Whoop, butterfingers
What a clot
Death comes sweet like I'm serving butterscotch
Let's turn this up a notch
The brotherhood
Is our home
But it's understood
That when in Rome
We do as the Romans do
Appropriate their culture
And then use it to ruin you
(Use it to ruin you, ruin you)
Half animal, half cannonball
Fired out of the prow of a man of war
Without the sound of gunpowder pounding
Prowling around veiled in the crowd around me
I smell a heap of trouble
So I'm clambering the rubble
Then I'm running from an alley to a tunnel
Like I'm Sally Gunnell
My genes are a museum
Look within, see what I'm seeing
From columns to Colosseum
I'm one of these hitmen
Whose victim isn't gonna see 'em
As a policy I'm surreptitious
Polish anyone off becoming suspicious
Sophisticated enough to know
When I need to be thoroughly vicious
If I was you
I'd strap on a parachute
You never know who's dropping in
From out the blue
Have you heard the way
The biggest birds of prey
Can take a baby away like an invertebrate?
With a steel spine
I've the nerve to say
That I'm a spider
Now finish up your curds and whey
The brotherhood
Is our home
But it's understood
That when in Rome
We do as the Romans do
Appropriate their culture
And then use it to ruin you
The brotherhood
Is our home
But it's understood
That when in Rome
We do as the Romans do
Appropriate their culture
And then use it to ruin you
(Use it to ruin you)
Brotherhood
Brotherhood
Brotherhood
Dash back to the Renaissance
Like a racehorse
Mate I'll slash your face off
Make sure that I'll break your jaw
Like I break your laws
Grateful that I gained the support of a new patron
Stationed in the papal states
But I take short breaks on days off
To take tours round Spain lakes or Naples
What, you wanna fight me?
Why didn't you say so?
What are you thinking that I'm bringing these blades for
Flush with the weaponry
Yep I've got a lot
Atop of your neck is a terracotta pot
You wanna watch, it's not going to topple off
Whoop, butterfingers
What a clot
Death comes sweet like I'm serving butterscotch
Let's turn this up a notch
The brotherhood
Is our home
But it's understood
That when in Rome
We do as the Romans do
Appropriate their culture
And then use it to ruin you
(Use it to ruin you, ruin you)
Half animal, half cannonball
Fired out of the prow of a man of war
Without the sound of gunpowder pounding
Prowling around veiled in the crowd around me
I smell a heap of trouble
So I'm clambering the rubble
Then I'm running from an alley to a tunnel
Like I'm Sally Gunnell
My genes are a museum
Look within, see what I'm seeing
From columns to Colosseum
I'm one of these hitmen
Whose victim isn't gonna see 'em
As a policy I'm surreptitious
Polish anyone off becoming suspicious
Sophisticated enough to know
When I need to be thoroughly vicious
If I was you
I'd strap on a parachute
You never know who's dropping in
From out the blue
Have you heard the way
The biggest birds of prey
Can take a baby away like an invertebrate?
With a steel spine
I've the nerve to say
That I'm a spider
Now finish up your curds and whey
The brotherhood
Is our home
But it's understood
That when in Rome
We do as the Romans do
Appropriate their culture
And then use it to ruin you
The brotherhood
Is our home
But it's understood
That when in Rome
We do as the Romans do
Appropriate their culture
And then use it to ruin you
(Use it to ruin you)
The Demma Rap Which Is About Dan Nerdcubed And Emma Blackery's Joint Vlog Thing lyrics - Dan Bull
You're a-
Bout to see Nerdcubed and Emma Blackery
Sat on a settee
Having a chat and acting naturally
About the things that casually
Imagining or randomly
All the wacky things that happen
On the planet actually
Spaced out like you're lacking gravity
Or watching our TV
First thing early on a Saterday
Bad for your anatomy
Addictive as tobacco leaf
Camarably as powerful as
The powerplant in Battersea
Whatever your locality
You're welcome join the family
But be warned
There could be casual profanity
Wee all aboard before
The masses reach capacity
Internationally renowned
No need for nationality
We haven't string attached
To our hospitality
We plan to leave you happily
Ever after that's the strategy
You'd have to be
Daft to leave
And that'd be a tragedy
It's Demma
And that stands for Dan and Emma Blackery
Bout to see Nerdcubed and Emma Blackery
Sat on a settee
Having a chat and acting naturally
About the things that casually
Imagining or randomly
All the wacky things that happen
On the planet actually
Spaced out like you're lacking gravity
Or watching our TV
First thing early on a Saterday
Bad for your anatomy
Addictive as tobacco leaf
Camarably as powerful as
The powerplant in Battersea
Whatever your locality
You're welcome join the family
But be warned
There could be casual profanity
Wee all aboard before
The masses reach capacity
Internationally renowned
No need for nationality
We haven't string attached
To our hospitality
We plan to leave you happily
Ever after that's the strategy
You'd have to be
Daft to leave
And that'd be a tragedy
It's Demma
And that stands for Dan and Emma Blackery
The Fastest Tortoise On The Planet lyrics - Dan Bull
[Intro:]
Hello, it's Dan Bull
Guinness World Records have challenged me to make a song using content from their books
Guinness World Records 2016, Guinness World Record 2016 Gamer's Edition
I said I could make songs about anything
So uh
Challenge accepted
Here we go
[Verse 1:]
If you're a tortoise
It doesn't matter
You can still be the fastest tortoise on the planet
Practice makes perfect
So put the work in
To succeed isn't free
You've got to earn it
Take every calorie and burn it
Take every curveball that hits you, return it
Take every lesson and learn it
Until the fact you're the best is the verdict
Whether you do it alone or play in a team
The world's one big arcade machine
There's seven billion of us playing
Each unique
Get engaged in the game
And then chase your dream
Take control
Roll with the punches
Break the mold
Take a stroll on your crutches
Refine your craft and your talent
'Til nobody else on the planet can touch it
[Hook:]
I want to be the biggest
The strongest
The oldest
The youngest
The fastest
The longest
I wanna be the largest
The tallest
The brightest
The darkest
The hardest
The smallest
I wanna be me
I wanna be the best I can be
I wanna be me
I wanna be the best that I can be
[Verse 2:]
My goodness [x8]
Look
If there's anything the tortoise taught us
It's to never tread water
Never cut corners
To take no quarter
When you break those borders
Whether you
Deform your face
Eat all the grapes
Or crush a biscuit betwixt your shoulder blades
Grow your fingernails out
Run in clogs
Spit flames
Raise funny dogs
What are you the best at?
Better than the rest at?
What are you self taught?
Or genetically blessed at?
Whoever you are there's a record you can set
Fact
When I said you've got potential
I meant that
And approach each unique plan
Two thumbs up
On each hand
Write it down with the world's biggest ball point pen
And then
Do it all again
To the end
[Hook:]
I want to be the biggest
The strongest
The oldest
The youngest
The fastest
The longest
I wanna be the largest
The tallest
The brightest
The darkest
The hardest
The smallest
I wanna be me
I wanna be the best I can be
I wanna be me
I wanna be the best that I can be
[Outro:]
That was alright, wasn't it?
Hello, it's Dan Bull
Guinness World Records have challenged me to make a song using content from their books
Guinness World Records 2016, Guinness World Record 2016 Gamer's Edition
I said I could make songs about anything
So uh
Challenge accepted
Here we go
[Verse 1:]
If you're a tortoise
It doesn't matter
You can still be the fastest tortoise on the planet
Practice makes perfect
So put the work in
To succeed isn't free
You've got to earn it
Take every calorie and burn it
Take every curveball that hits you, return it
Take every lesson and learn it
Until the fact you're the best is the verdict
Whether you do it alone or play in a team
The world's one big arcade machine
There's seven billion of us playing
Each unique
Get engaged in the game
And then chase your dream
Take control
Roll with the punches
Break the mold
Take a stroll on your crutches
Refine your craft and your talent
'Til nobody else on the planet can touch it
[Hook:]
I want to be the biggest
The strongest
The oldest
The youngest
The fastest
The longest
I wanna be the largest
The tallest
The brightest
The darkest
The hardest
The smallest
I wanna be me
I wanna be the best I can be
I wanna be me
I wanna be the best that I can be
[Verse 2:]
My goodness [x8]
Look
If there's anything the tortoise taught us
It's to never tread water
Never cut corners
To take no quarter
When you break those borders
Whether you
Deform your face
Eat all the grapes
Or crush a biscuit betwixt your shoulder blades
Grow your fingernails out
Run in clogs
Spit flames
Raise funny dogs
What are you the best at?
Better than the rest at?
What are you self taught?
Or genetically blessed at?
Whoever you are there's a record you can set
Fact
When I said you've got potential
I meant that
And approach each unique plan
Two thumbs up
On each hand
Write it down with the world's biggest ball point pen
And then
Do it all again
To the end
[Hook:]
I want to be the biggest
The strongest
The oldest
The youngest
The fastest
The longest
I wanna be the largest
The tallest
The brightest
The darkest
The hardest
The smallest
I wanna be me
I wanna be the best I can be
I wanna be me
I wanna be the best that I can be
[Outro:]
That was alright, wasn't it?
The Fractured But Whole (South Park Rap) lyrics - Dan Bull
Gather around, children
Let me tell a tale, as old
As time itself
A small town sounds quiet as night falls
Clouds hang high up in the sky like tight balls
Observed in silence by the hero that South Park deserves
It's so clear that shit's about to get perverted
If you're of a sensitive disposition
You'd better avert your eyes
This noble coalition's only mission's
Shifting merchandise
And nipping a bit off the top of the profits
As if they were circumsized
We like our gherkins sliced
Supersize the burgers, fries
And milkshake
Our balls are touching in an epic way when worlds collide
Observe the human kite traverse the skies
Presumably carrying some sort of irreconcilable burden that hurts inside
Like when a person dies, or a deflowered virgin cries
This work requires a certain type of individual
Who's willing to do things which oppugn what is permissible
Speak the unthinkable, even if it's unforgivable
It is just irresistible to piss off PC principal
The fate of the race may soon depend
On a group of mutants who defend
The right to be rude, to be crude, offend
Who's the crew in question? Coon and Friends
To the end, it's true, not imaginary
There's no need to pretend
Superheroes are super popular
And we need cash, let's use the trend
A civil war: Several children versus several more
Swivel on my middle finger while I do the devil horns
A cape and costume made of stuff from mummy's knicker drawer
Latex is known to chafe, it may just make your nipples sore
We vigilantes, shift the ante
Shit hits the fan, poor Mr Hanky (hidey ho!)
You're gonna need a Christmas Plan B
You've been exposed, we've ripped your panties
This isn't a game now, it's Jumanji
So pick a faction that'll tickle your fancy
Then amp up the heat of the hell's kitchen
Kids curse more than a certain Mr Ramsey
Sex, pistols, Sids and Nancies
Rotten, Johnnies, filth and anarchy
Swindles, Banshees
And out of date pop culture references to antiques
Superhero v. reckless trolls
I'm a super cereal breakfast bowl
You're next on the checklist though
Getting cancelled like Kenny's Netflix show
Prove the theory on who's Mysterion
If you can't do it, you're a stupid idiot
Buckle up for a new experience
Like a boat full of homeless Syrians
I know this is serious
And it's gonna make motherfuckers furious
But I come from the school where the rule
Is that anything goes if it's hilarious
Mosquito, Toolshed, Tupperware
They'll do whatever they've got to do if it's a double dare
Mint Berry Crunch will punch you with sugar
'Til you crash so hard, people passing by rubberneck
Fucking heck, such swearing's needless
Like the port for Kinect or your penis
Bitch please, Twitch streamers
We're real heroes, you're just Dreamers
Sorry, that was a momentary lapse of control
You could say my state of mind is kind of fractured but whole
In that it's greater than the sum of its parts
Just like the culinary arts
Or the sight and sound and smell of a bum when it farts
That was a fart joke
Hilarious
Although there's dark smoke you can't toke
On it you might choke
Only a hard bloke can face Professor Chaos
Or he might rip out your heart as if you are an artichoke
Shit ending, don't care
Fuck you, Ubisoft
Pay me
Capitalism in action
Let me tell a tale, as old
As time itself
A small town sounds quiet as night falls
Clouds hang high up in the sky like tight balls
Observed in silence by the hero that South Park deserves
It's so clear that shit's about to get perverted
If you're of a sensitive disposition
You'd better avert your eyes
This noble coalition's only mission's
Shifting merchandise
And nipping a bit off the top of the profits
As if they were circumsized
We like our gherkins sliced
Supersize the burgers, fries
And milkshake
Our balls are touching in an epic way when worlds collide
Observe the human kite traverse the skies
Presumably carrying some sort of irreconcilable burden that hurts inside
Like when a person dies, or a deflowered virgin cries
This work requires a certain type of individual
Who's willing to do things which oppugn what is permissible
Speak the unthinkable, even if it's unforgivable
It is just irresistible to piss off PC principal
The fate of the race may soon depend
On a group of mutants who defend
The right to be rude, to be crude, offend
Who's the crew in question? Coon and Friends
To the end, it's true, not imaginary
There's no need to pretend
Superheroes are super popular
And we need cash, let's use the trend
A civil war: Several children versus several more
Swivel on my middle finger while I do the devil horns
A cape and costume made of stuff from mummy's knicker drawer
Latex is known to chafe, it may just make your nipples sore
We vigilantes, shift the ante
Shit hits the fan, poor Mr Hanky (hidey ho!)
You're gonna need a Christmas Plan B
You've been exposed, we've ripped your panties
This isn't a game now, it's Jumanji
So pick a faction that'll tickle your fancy
Then amp up the heat of the hell's kitchen
Kids curse more than a certain Mr Ramsey
Sex, pistols, Sids and Nancies
Rotten, Johnnies, filth and anarchy
Swindles, Banshees
And out of date pop culture references to antiques
Superhero v. reckless trolls
I'm a super cereal breakfast bowl
You're next on the checklist though
Getting cancelled like Kenny's Netflix show
Prove the theory on who's Mysterion
If you can't do it, you're a stupid idiot
Buckle up for a new experience
Like a boat full of homeless Syrians
I know this is serious
And it's gonna make motherfuckers furious
But I come from the school where the rule
Is that anything goes if it's hilarious
Mosquito, Toolshed, Tupperware
They'll do whatever they've got to do if it's a double dare
Mint Berry Crunch will punch you with sugar
'Til you crash so hard, people passing by rubberneck
Fucking heck, such swearing's needless
Like the port for Kinect or your penis
Bitch please, Twitch streamers
We're real heroes, you're just Dreamers
Sorry, that was a momentary lapse of control
You could say my state of mind is kind of fractured but whole
In that it's greater than the sum of its parts
Just like the culinary arts
Or the sight and sound and smell of a bum when it farts
That was a fart joke
Hilarious
Although there's dark smoke you can't toke
On it you might choke
Only a hard bloke can face Professor Chaos
Or he might rip out your heart as if you are an artichoke
Shit ending, don't care
Fuck you, Ubisoft
Pay me
Capitalism in action
The Gospel According To Trademark West (feat. The Slapdash Rapper) lyrics - Dan Bull
Hello sir, good morning
please answer the door
We've been knocking for an hour
and we'd really like your attention for a second
we've a message for you
Bless you
Yes, you need to hear the good news
Of our Saviour, our blessed destiny manifest
Let me tell you about our Lord and Saviour, Kanye West
Kanye loves you
and you should love Kanye
More importantly Kanye loves Kanye
Kanye is the brightest
the best and the boldest
and we know this
because Kanye told us
He wakes in the morning with his flawless skin
In an enormous four poster bed and he grins
Jawline to die for plus he's married to Kim
in a gorgeous Fur coat that he's already in
And you can forget cologne
Kanye farts pure pheromones
a full length mirror by the bog
Watch the Throne
See he makes the best cup of tea
He only uses half a sugar but it tastes like three
He steps out of his mansion if the skies are grey
Claps his hands and the fans come and brighten his day
He waves to the waiting paparazzi
passes a tray of lemonade
and a plate of panda pasties
It's not nasty
that he should make a tasty snack, see
They're mating in his garden
and he's bringing back the species
then he sees and fistbumps the postman
Praise Yeezus!
More fanmail to open
Kanye loves you
and you should love Kanye
More importantly Kanye loves Kanye
Kanye is the brightest
the best and the boldest
and we know this
because Kanye told us
When I say he's from the street
I mean he's on the street
Greeting everyone he meets
and it's beyond belief
knocked up my wife with a high five
the highlight of my life
sired a child on my behalf
My, what a nice guy
I know right
but with genetics this miraculous
why would he even need to remix his ejaculate?
When asexual eugenics is exceedingly spectacular
Erection?
Fabulous!
Conception?
Miraculous!
He sleeps with Kim for fun, but he really doesnt need to
When Kanye reproduces he splits like an amoeba
He's the key to prevent humanity's destruction
he can build IKEA flatpacks without the instructions
He transcends the proletariat's class struggle
He can travel through time
and he can juggle
Kanye loves you
and you should love Kanye
More importantly Kanye loves Kanye
Kanye is the brightest
the best and the boldest
and we know this
because Kanye told us
He visited the third world, made dirty water sanitized
Met an orphan girl and Autotuned her daddy back to life
Brought peace to the Middle East
and ceased global conflict
manipulates the world so it's just the way he wants it
Reiterates for all that he can silence the racists
Who are you to say he's not the first black spaceship?
Leaps into the sky seeding life on other planets
The universe can't even exist without him, can it?
What's triggered this?
He's shrieking his lungs out
He's talking gibberish and speaking in tongues
wow
[Insert "Life of Pablo"]
Kanye loves you
and you should love Kanye
More importantly Kanye loves Kanye
Kanye is the brightest
the best and the boldest
and we know this
because Kanye told us
please answer the door
We've been knocking for an hour
and we'd really like your attention for a second
we've a message for you
Bless you
Yes, you need to hear the good news
Of our Saviour, our blessed destiny manifest
Let me tell you about our Lord and Saviour, Kanye West
Kanye loves you
and you should love Kanye
More importantly Kanye loves Kanye
Kanye is the brightest
the best and the boldest
and we know this
because Kanye told us
He wakes in the morning with his flawless skin
In an enormous four poster bed and he grins
Jawline to die for plus he's married to Kim
in a gorgeous Fur coat that he's already in
And you can forget cologne
Kanye farts pure pheromones
a full length mirror by the bog
Watch the Throne
See he makes the best cup of tea
He only uses half a sugar but it tastes like three
He steps out of his mansion if the skies are grey
Claps his hands and the fans come and brighten his day
He waves to the waiting paparazzi
passes a tray of lemonade
and a plate of panda pasties
It's not nasty
that he should make a tasty snack, see
They're mating in his garden
and he's bringing back the species
then he sees and fistbumps the postman
Praise Yeezus!
More fanmail to open
Kanye loves you
and you should love Kanye
More importantly Kanye loves Kanye
Kanye is the brightest
the best and the boldest
and we know this
because Kanye told us
When I say he's from the street
I mean he's on the street
Greeting everyone he meets
and it's beyond belief
knocked up my wife with a high five
the highlight of my life
sired a child on my behalf
My, what a nice guy
I know right
but with genetics this miraculous
why would he even need to remix his ejaculate?
When asexual eugenics is exceedingly spectacular
Erection?
Fabulous!
Conception?
Miraculous!
He sleeps with Kim for fun, but he really doesnt need to
When Kanye reproduces he splits like an amoeba
He's the key to prevent humanity's destruction
he can build IKEA flatpacks without the instructions
He transcends the proletariat's class struggle
He can travel through time
and he can juggle
Kanye loves you
and you should love Kanye
More importantly Kanye loves Kanye
Kanye is the brightest
the best and the boldest
and we know this
because Kanye told us
He visited the third world, made dirty water sanitized
Met an orphan girl and Autotuned her daddy back to life
Brought peace to the Middle East
and ceased global conflict
manipulates the world so it's just the way he wants it
Reiterates for all that he can silence the racists
Who are you to say he's not the first black spaceship?
Leaps into the sky seeding life on other planets
The universe can't even exist without him, can it?
What's triggered this?
He's shrieking his lungs out
He's talking gibberish and speaking in tongues
wow
[Insert "Life of Pablo"]
Kanye loves you
and you should love Kanye
More importantly Kanye loves Kanye
Kanye is the brightest
the best and the boldest
and we know this
because Kanye told us
This Is England lyrics - Dan Bull
The 1980s was a time of strife, the Falklands War, the miners' strikes
The poor got poorer, while all of the fat cats had the time of their life
Now Shaun was a troubled lad, who could have had a family, could have had a mum and dad, but his dad
went away and wasn't coming back, and he just wanted someone to understand that fact
And that's exactly what happened one day in a dank underpass
It'd come to pass that some cunts were laughing at his mum's fashion and he'd had enough of that
He come across a couple of lads having a chuckle that asked him what was up? What's the matter?
So he told them the answer and they brightened him right up with their banter
til Gadget come back with a grudge and some cans and demanded "budge or I'll batter you"
So Shaun goes home alone, he knows the ropes of the fuckery that's happening
He roams the lonely roads and knows there's no-one to trust and be happy with
But next day there's a tap on the pane of his glass, it came from the path and it's Gadget
He's asking if Shaun wants to play, but Shaun isn't sure what to say
Woody wants to know would he want to go because he's sorry for the other day
Boys will be boys, buildings destroyed with military toys, the voiceless
Youth amused by noise, abuse, let loose, an excuse to avoid the truth
loosen the noose for a moment til they have to go home to a home that's hopeless
New shoes just won't cut it, if you want to let your hair down, go and cut it
A new suit, boots and braces, new mates to play with, share the pain with
Parents hate it, scared of changes, and letting their little tearaways get away with it
They're at an age where they'll go to parties and be exposed to the harsh things
It's hard being dark seeing as the friends of your friends are incredibly right wing
He can't mean what he says, he's a mate but he's asking you whether you're Jamaican or
English, because your skin's different to his he considers you insidious
Then shit begins to get serious, how did we get here to this?
Giving a talk on the British and forces being killed in the war in the Falklands
Then Shaun took a swing at him all because this was the war where he nearly was orphaned
Awful things happen, you have to draw a line, with a choice to walk away or stay behind
Combo saw what the naked eye couldn't, the pain inside Shaun that made him ripe
for the patriots' fight for the land so he made them shake hands and say goodbye
Sad, but it must be. It was time to take a drive, and travel the country
And after the National Front meet, Sean got moved from the back to the front seat
Truly one of the gang and a thug, see, that's when stuff really began to get ugly
Tagging profanities in backstreets, bashing Pakistanis and black peeps
threatening to slash cheeks, a new flag and a tat on the back of the hand
that's for keeps, our protagonist seems to have forgotten how to ask for sweets
These acts in the past were petty, but who can backchat to a machete?
brandished by an angry fascist heavy, "put that away Meggy, your ass is sweaty"
Gadge and the lads grabbed fags and bevvies, cans of Pepsi, then ran back
through the entry, left the shop totally messy, adrenaline sent Combo in a frenzy
Head red, heart hopeless and empty, it's a headwreck why folks are unfriendly
to people of a different origin, cos what has skin got to do with it, we're all wandering
through the shit, the human condition is truly a mission for a lunatic to live in
So we stick to wishing eachother well as long as we think that they're wishing it as well
that's why they gave the Asian living hell before baking a cake now they're giving it to Smell
Skins have relationship issues aswell, and given the days he's been living in a cell
can you blame Combo for his difficulties now? There isn't much to dwell on for prisoners but how long
until they're coming out. But I tell you this, getting blitzed isn't really gonna help
Sitting in a flat getting fried with a black guy, issues in the back of your mind as he acts like
he's got everything you never had and wish you did, rubbing it in your face, who is this kid
Immigrant from another race taking British priviliges, a nigger, ripping the piss
Gonna give him a kick in the face, a bit of discipline'll stick him in his place, a sickening disgrace
Beat him senseless; he's defenceless, leave your friend bleeding, please just end this
Immediately the grief and regret sets in, left one of your best friends with his head
decked in, you better get checked in to the A and E, lock yourself up, chuck away the
key. When the world's on your shoulders you've got to be a soldier because
Real men don't cry
Real men don't cry
The poor got poorer, while all of the fat cats had the time of their life
Now Shaun was a troubled lad, who could have had a family, could have had a mum and dad, but his dad
went away and wasn't coming back, and he just wanted someone to understand that fact
And that's exactly what happened one day in a dank underpass
It'd come to pass that some cunts were laughing at his mum's fashion and he'd had enough of that
He come across a couple of lads having a chuckle that asked him what was up? What's the matter?
So he told them the answer and they brightened him right up with their banter
til Gadget come back with a grudge and some cans and demanded "budge or I'll batter you"
So Shaun goes home alone, he knows the ropes of the fuckery that's happening
He roams the lonely roads and knows there's no-one to trust and be happy with
But next day there's a tap on the pane of his glass, it came from the path and it's Gadget
He's asking if Shaun wants to play, but Shaun isn't sure what to say
Woody wants to know would he want to go because he's sorry for the other day
Boys will be boys, buildings destroyed with military toys, the voiceless
Youth amused by noise, abuse, let loose, an excuse to avoid the truth
loosen the noose for a moment til they have to go home to a home that's hopeless
New shoes just won't cut it, if you want to let your hair down, go and cut it
A new suit, boots and braces, new mates to play with, share the pain with
Parents hate it, scared of changes, and letting their little tearaways get away with it
They're at an age where they'll go to parties and be exposed to the harsh things
It's hard being dark seeing as the friends of your friends are incredibly right wing
He can't mean what he says, he's a mate but he's asking you whether you're Jamaican or
English, because your skin's different to his he considers you insidious
Then shit begins to get serious, how did we get here to this?
Giving a talk on the British and forces being killed in the war in the Falklands
Then Shaun took a swing at him all because this was the war where he nearly was orphaned
Awful things happen, you have to draw a line, with a choice to walk away or stay behind
Combo saw what the naked eye couldn't, the pain inside Shaun that made him ripe
for the patriots' fight for the land so he made them shake hands and say goodbye
Sad, but it must be. It was time to take a drive, and travel the country
And after the National Front meet, Sean got moved from the back to the front seat
Truly one of the gang and a thug, see, that's when stuff really began to get ugly
Tagging profanities in backstreets, bashing Pakistanis and black peeps
threatening to slash cheeks, a new flag and a tat on the back of the hand
that's for keeps, our protagonist seems to have forgotten how to ask for sweets
These acts in the past were petty, but who can backchat to a machete?
brandished by an angry fascist heavy, "put that away Meggy, your ass is sweaty"
Gadge and the lads grabbed fags and bevvies, cans of Pepsi, then ran back
through the entry, left the shop totally messy, adrenaline sent Combo in a frenzy
Head red, heart hopeless and empty, it's a headwreck why folks are unfriendly
to people of a different origin, cos what has skin got to do with it, we're all wandering
through the shit, the human condition is truly a mission for a lunatic to live in
So we stick to wishing eachother well as long as we think that they're wishing it as well
that's why they gave the Asian living hell before baking a cake now they're giving it to Smell
Skins have relationship issues aswell, and given the days he's been living in a cell
can you blame Combo for his difficulties now? There isn't much to dwell on for prisoners but how long
until they're coming out. But I tell you this, getting blitzed isn't really gonna help
Sitting in a flat getting fried with a black guy, issues in the back of your mind as he acts like
he's got everything you never had and wish you did, rubbing it in your face, who is this kid
Immigrant from another race taking British priviliges, a nigger, ripping the piss
Gonna give him a kick in the face, a bit of discipline'll stick him in his place, a sickening disgrace
Beat him senseless; he's defenceless, leave your friend bleeding, please just end this
Immediately the grief and regret sets in, left one of your best friends with his head
decked in, you better get checked in to the A and E, lock yourself up, chuck away the
key. When the world's on your shoulders you've got to be a soldier because
Real men don't cry
Real men don't cry
Triumphant Trump (Trump Raps His Inauguration Speech) lyrics - Dan Bull
This beat here is yuuuge
It's time to get tough
I've got the nuclear codes now
Your dreams and nightmares just became reality
And now your tax dollars go to pay my salary
Ha, Hillary!
It really didn't take me much to crush her
Except perhaps a teeny little extra push from Russia
Hey, I warned you all along that the election was rigged
Now let's switch our best fighter jet for a MIG
I'm gonna drain the swamp in Washington
'Cause letting any politician but me talk's a waste of oxygen
Beat illegals? We'll get Mexico to build a wall
Terrorists and New York Times journalists? Kill them all
So bitter I come up with solid gold shit to stick on Twitter
While I'm sitting on my solid gold shitter
Spend a minimum of ten grand when I go to dinner
I grab the waitress by the pussy but I don't tip her
No malt liquor, I'm an XO sipper
Ho hitter, vote rigger, still a show winner, go figure
Liberals are so triggered, mad as Margot Kidder
Call me Neo-Hitler, married to a gold digger
I call up Kanye, Milo, Nige and Alex Jones
Target ISIS, whoops, we hit a random home
Hey, They were probably bad guys, don't start this debate again
I never said it wouldn't take pain to make us great again
I'm tired of being politically or factually correct
It's President Trump now, you can cancel the elect
We won't be needing that any more
I'm smart, you're stupid
I'm tough, you're weak
I'm the President, you're not
The Triumphant Trump
It's time to get tough
I've got the nuclear codes now
Your dreams and nightmares just became reality
And now your tax dollars go to pay my salary
Ha, Hillary!
It really didn't take me much to crush her
Except perhaps a teeny little extra push from Russia
Hey, I warned you all along that the election was rigged
Now let's switch our best fighter jet for a MIG
I'm gonna drain the swamp in Washington
'Cause letting any politician but me talk's a waste of oxygen
Beat illegals? We'll get Mexico to build a wall
Terrorists and New York Times journalists? Kill them all
So bitter I come up with solid gold shit to stick on Twitter
While I'm sitting on my solid gold shitter
Spend a minimum of ten grand when I go to dinner
I grab the waitress by the pussy but I don't tip her
No malt liquor, I'm an XO sipper
Ho hitter, vote rigger, still a show winner, go figure
Liberals are so triggered, mad as Margot Kidder
Call me Neo-Hitler, married to a gold digger
I call up Kanye, Milo, Nige and Alex Jones
Target ISIS, whoops, we hit a random home
Hey, They were probably bad guys, don't start this debate again
I never said it wouldn't take pain to make us great again
I'm tired of being politically or factually correct
It's President Trump now, you can cancel the elect
We won't be needing that any more
I'm smart, you're stupid
I'm tough, you're weak
I'm the President, you're not
The Triumphant Trump
We Are Assassins lyrics - Dan Bull
Let me tell the story of Ezio Auditore
Adolescent, rowdy, brawny
Exceptionally hella horny
He's the sort of lout
That's surely doubtless purely out for glory
But something out of the ordinary
Happened to make his tale more gory
When a man's family is taken away
Anguish and hatred can make him change his aims
In the space of a day
He went from causing heartbreak
To causing heartbreak
Literally
Requiescat in pace
(We are Assassins)
We work in the dark
To serve the light
(We are Assassins)
Facilitate the fate
Of those who deserve to die
(We are Assassins)
Commited to the Creed
To which we have submitted
(We are Assassins)
Nothing is true
Everything is permitted
See your death throes
When I broke your brains like an egg yolk
And throw them on the wall
Like I'm painting a fresco
Techno retro
So let's go get those codex notes
Is the next bloke better than me?
Yep
Nope
He's lacking intelligence
While I'm actively elegant
Rapidly getting ever more Machiavellian
Even though my armour's a thin sheet like pyjamas
It'd simply need an army to lynch me
With half an inch each of yarn
I would nimbly fight my way out of the bondage
It's kinky
And since he's the father of ingenuity
Leonardo DaVinci's partly responsible
For the hard to believe half of your eulogy
So let me take this opportunity
To fluently and lucidly
Produce a piece of music
For the Creed to keep in unity
Now do please excuse me
I need some promiscuity
It's been too long for me
Like two mins since I've seen some nudity
(We are Assassins)
We work in the dark
To serve the light
(We are Assassins)
Facilitate the fate
Of those who deserve to die
(We are Assassins)
Commited to the Creed
To which we have submitted
(We are Assassins)
Nothing is true
Everything is permitted
(We are Assassins)
We work in the dark
To serve the light
(We are Assassins)
Facilitate the fate
Of those who deserve to die
(We are Assassins)
Commited to the Creed
To which we have submitted
(We are Assassins)
Pimping out the villa
Until it's as big as a Basilica
Villagers bringing in bigger income
In unlimited integers
Injurious extrajudicial inquisitor
Instant criminal conviction distributor
There isn't a bit of room in this system for prisoners
I whip out the scimitar
And administer a sinister signature finisher
So you're dead in the middle of the original Italy
From city to city
I'm an invisible visitor
My mission is to sit and listen
As the conspiracy thickens
I'm within your perimeter
But without parameters
My rapping is advanced a bit
Past iambic pentameter
Fricking amateurs
There's an Assassin in the Vatican
Attacking from the battlements
A man with an axe in his back?
It has to be an accident
A bloody baptism
Standing in for the sacrament
That randomly recurs
Until it's happened to the last of them
(We are Assassins)
We work in the dark
To serve the light
(We are Assassins)
Facilitate the fate
Of those who deserve to die
(We are Assassins)
Commited to the Creed
To which we have submitted
(We are Assassins)
Nothing is true
Everything is permitted
(We are Assassins)
Adolescent, rowdy, brawny
Exceptionally hella horny
He's the sort of lout
That's surely doubtless purely out for glory
But something out of the ordinary
Happened to make his tale more gory
When a man's family is taken away
Anguish and hatred can make him change his aims
In the space of a day
He went from causing heartbreak
To causing heartbreak
Literally
Requiescat in pace
(We are Assassins)
We work in the dark
To serve the light
(We are Assassins)
Facilitate the fate
Of those who deserve to die
(We are Assassins)
Commited to the Creed
To which we have submitted
(We are Assassins)
Nothing is true
Everything is permitted
See your death throes
When I broke your brains like an egg yolk
And throw them on the wall
Like I'm painting a fresco
Techno retro
So let's go get those codex notes
Is the next bloke better than me?
Yep
Nope
He's lacking intelligence
While I'm actively elegant
Rapidly getting ever more Machiavellian
Even though my armour's a thin sheet like pyjamas
It'd simply need an army to lynch me
With half an inch each of yarn
I would nimbly fight my way out of the bondage
It's kinky
And since he's the father of ingenuity
Leonardo DaVinci's partly responsible
For the hard to believe half of your eulogy
So let me take this opportunity
To fluently and lucidly
Produce a piece of music
For the Creed to keep in unity
Now do please excuse me
I need some promiscuity
It's been too long for me
Like two mins since I've seen some nudity
(We are Assassins)
We work in the dark
To serve the light
(We are Assassins)
Facilitate the fate
Of those who deserve to die
(We are Assassins)
Commited to the Creed
To which we have submitted
(We are Assassins)
Nothing is true
Everything is permitted
(We are Assassins)
We work in the dark
To serve the light
(We are Assassins)
Facilitate the fate
Of those who deserve to die
(We are Assassins)
Commited to the Creed
To which we have submitted
(We are Assassins)
Pimping out the villa
Until it's as big as a Basilica
Villagers bringing in bigger income
In unlimited integers
Injurious extrajudicial inquisitor
Instant criminal conviction distributor
There isn't a bit of room in this system for prisoners
I whip out the scimitar
And administer a sinister signature finisher
So you're dead in the middle of the original Italy
From city to city
I'm an invisible visitor
My mission is to sit and listen
As the conspiracy thickens
I'm within your perimeter
But without parameters
My rapping is advanced a bit
Past iambic pentameter
Fricking amateurs
There's an Assassin in the Vatican
Attacking from the battlements
A man with an axe in his back?
It has to be an accident
A bloody baptism
Standing in for the sacrament
That randomly recurs
Until it's happened to the last of them
(We are Assassins)
We work in the dark
To serve the light
(We are Assassins)
Facilitate the fate
Of those who deserve to die
(We are Assassins)
Commited to the Creed
To which we have submitted
(We are Assassins)
Nothing is true
Everything is permitted
(We are Assassins)
Wikileaks And The Need For Free Speech lyrics - Dan Bull
It's been said that the first casualty of war is truth, And I'm inclined to agree. Listen:
We live in an age of instant information
So isn't it strange that things have been hidden away from us
Governments think we need to gain their trust
But it's the other way around, just take a look
Nothing tells us more than raw data does
So it's important it's all available to us
Plus put up for debate
And looked at by the public's gaze
Because there's a lot more to be gained from taking off the ball and the chain
And the blinkers that have been causing us pain in more than one way
Power to the people? We've fallen away from it
There's a formal name for this, it's called a dictatorship
And censorship's not restoring our faith for shit
So let's rip away the red tape and paperclips
It's a shame that it's come to this for freedom of speech
That we need a safe haven for people that leak
But you see, we speak what we seek
And we just seek what we speak, and that's the truth that's keeping us free
The truth will set you free
The truth will set you free
The issue's prickly when it comes to WikiLeaks
Different people see it differently and disagree
Does it pillory the bigotry of ministries of tyranny
Or is it merely hindering the coalition's victory?
It's a mystery to me, but look at history
You'll see that liberty is eager to face up to inquiry
We learnt a heap from Bradley Manning, didn't we?
We saw conspiracy hidden beneath the sheet of anonymity
This military intelligence is giving me the evidence
We really need to step up and declare that we're fed up of it
Why should we trust you when everything that does come through
Shows we shouldn't trust you as far as we could chuck you
Try to silence something, it'll become amplified
Magnified by wires, waves and satellite
We won't be pacified by the fact it's classified
You need a mandate from the people to be ratified
So on their behalf I shall provide this battle cry
To tell the powers that be that we're clearly unsatisfied
And if you ignore my reasonable plea
That's just fine by me, cos all the media's seen
The cause and reason for leaks is more than freedom of speech
It's also people's belief that we all need to be briefed
In order to keep all the peace, we ought to police the police
And that takes much more than just the formal PR release
So all in all you see, we speak what we seek
And we just seek what we speak, it's the truth that's keeping us free
The truth will set you free
The truth will set you free
Should we listen to the whistleblowers? Of course
Even if it'll throw us off course?
Of course, cos if you need to suppress the truth
Then I expect that you've got some regretful news
But it's best that you confess and soon
Before we end up less than destitute
Civilian deaths and executions are routine
While billions are spent on weapon producing
Do you think you can reduce the terror threat
By inflicting terror on an infant that's never witnessed terror yet
Look, if Americans had taken my parents away
I'd never forget my vendetta 'til I'd settled the debt
It'd take more than an open letter to let you know
That what we see's obviously not democracy, it's puppetry
This jungle's burning and we can't see the wood for trees
Sky's keeping us dry, so we need someone to leak
Because you see, we speak what we seek
And we just seek what we speak, it's the truth that's keeping us free
The truth will set you free
The truth will set you free
Thanks to WikiLeaks - one of the most important websites ever, and thanks to everyone who's put their personal safety on the line in order to expose something that they feel needs to be known. The truth will set you free.
We live in an age of instant information
So isn't it strange that things have been hidden away from us
Governments think we need to gain their trust
But it's the other way around, just take a look
Nothing tells us more than raw data does
So it's important it's all available to us
Plus put up for debate
And looked at by the public's gaze
Because there's a lot more to be gained from taking off the ball and the chain
And the blinkers that have been causing us pain in more than one way
Power to the people? We've fallen away from it
There's a formal name for this, it's called a dictatorship
And censorship's not restoring our faith for shit
So let's rip away the red tape and paperclips
It's a shame that it's come to this for freedom of speech
That we need a safe haven for people that leak
But you see, we speak what we seek
And we just seek what we speak, and that's the truth that's keeping us free
The truth will set you free
The truth will set you free
The issue's prickly when it comes to WikiLeaks
Different people see it differently and disagree
Does it pillory the bigotry of ministries of tyranny
Or is it merely hindering the coalition's victory?
It's a mystery to me, but look at history
You'll see that liberty is eager to face up to inquiry
We learnt a heap from Bradley Manning, didn't we?
We saw conspiracy hidden beneath the sheet of anonymity
This military intelligence is giving me the evidence
We really need to step up and declare that we're fed up of it
Why should we trust you when everything that does come through
Shows we shouldn't trust you as far as we could chuck you
Try to silence something, it'll become amplified
Magnified by wires, waves and satellite
We won't be pacified by the fact it's classified
You need a mandate from the people to be ratified
So on their behalf I shall provide this battle cry
To tell the powers that be that we're clearly unsatisfied
And if you ignore my reasonable plea
That's just fine by me, cos all the media's seen
The cause and reason for leaks is more than freedom of speech
It's also people's belief that we all need to be briefed
In order to keep all the peace, we ought to police the police
And that takes much more than just the formal PR release
So all in all you see, we speak what we seek
And we just seek what we speak, it's the truth that's keeping us free
The truth will set you free
The truth will set you free
Should we listen to the whistleblowers? Of course
Even if it'll throw us off course?
Of course, cos if you need to suppress the truth
Then I expect that you've got some regretful news
But it's best that you confess and soon
Before we end up less than destitute
Civilian deaths and executions are routine
While billions are spent on weapon producing
Do you think you can reduce the terror threat
By inflicting terror on an infant that's never witnessed terror yet
Look, if Americans had taken my parents away
I'd never forget my vendetta 'til I'd settled the debt
It'd take more than an open letter to let you know
That what we see's obviously not democracy, it's puppetry
This jungle's burning and we can't see the wood for trees
Sky's keeping us dry, so we need someone to leak
Because you see, we speak what we seek
And we just seek what we speak, it's the truth that's keeping us free
The truth will set you free
The truth will set you free
Thanks to WikiLeaks - one of the most important websites ever, and thanks to everyone who's put their personal safety on the line in order to expose something that they feel needs to be known. The truth will set you free.
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