[Verse 1]
Swung my way through the jungle naked, life is fun and games
My shit’s bananas I’m a fucking ape
I’m fierce like a mandrill I sit in the treetops throwing down handfuls of shit
Young Caesar, stop with the buffoonery, let my brothers free from the zoo
I’ve got twenty ape bitches eating fleas off me too
One for me one for you, monkey see monkey do
No little bit of conscience I get it done even if it’s wrong
I kill their young and little ones and Diddy Kongs
I’m at war with anybody that walks in my territory
Got the shrewdness to jack tourists
Swinging in, silverback glistening, strong enough to rip a chimp limb from limb
Living in this jungle it ain't safe at all
If I slip I hope the branches break my fall
And your bitch hears my mating call
She’s in the palm of my hand, I’m King Kong, ape instincts I do this shit like it’s easy
Monkey business, if they’re fucking with us then I’ll hang ‘em off the edge of a cliff like Raffiki
Man makes fire I’m a Neanderthal
We have evolved, team standing tall
Walking upright, known amongst the local bums in the frozen tundra
As noble hunter-gatherers, hungry scavengers
Caveman, I put a deer in a leglock
Might chuck a spear at your headtop
Troglodyte, uncolonised
Forest life, prehistoric type
Stalk on prey and feed on 'em like
Primates that had to live in the ice age
Woolly mammoth fur-jacket swagging back to my cave
Dragging my concussed wife by the ponytail, rain snow or hail I’m built to survive
Trying to put up with this weather whether rubbing sticks together or lightning strikes I’m in my sabretooth-tiger-print robe looking like a king
[Verse 2]
In the digital age
Where everything that’s difficult’s made simple and plain
And we don’t have to think with our brains
Modern man, cock in hand
Posing on the Gram just for the bants
'Til the robots and holograms kill us all
Evolution’s hit a wall
Destined to self-destruct
Too dumb to tell we’re fucked
Hate held us back with less humanity
Judging race, gender, class and sexuality
We may have set a trap you’ll never have to see
Just leave your grand kids annoyed
And disappointed that the planet’s destroyed
But if we can’t function and He can’t run it
Tell Trump to push the restart button
Have another big bang
Could send us into extinction
I’m pondering at my pathetic existence
Unstable, stressed, fame-obsessed
Lame depressed, waste of flesh ape descendants, unafraid of death
Kids growing up quick only just to drink, smoke and fuck and have kid’s growing up quick only just to drink, smoke and fuck
And so on and so on it goes on there’s no one that knows what to do about it
Rise was produced by HashFinger.