Unga Bunga

[Intro: Sample]
"Captain Caaaaaave-maaaa-aaan!"
"Set free by the Teen Angels from his prehistoric block of glacier ice comes the world's first superhero, Captain Caveman!"

[Intro: Zae da Blacksmith]
A spear head on a stick, my club for hunting
I still do my thing on the unga bung'
Said I can still start a fire, smashing rocks together
From a stubborn old tribe and we gon' stop (never!)

[Verse 1: Zae da Blacksmith]
Ayo, faith truth music, the one thing we do
Apologist said hit ya with the bing-bang-boom
This for my head-bangers, the bell's rung, no longer hunger
Step out the cave, dragging my knuckles like unga bunga
We still praising God, proclaiming His name reigns
Yeah, we still spitting bars and saying the same thing
So I'm old, huh? I'd say I'm consistent with my history
Our boy's switching up his style though, Themistocles
But this bar, though, the kicks is harder
We don't bow down to serve Zs, get your guard up
I still spit the same thing on stage
Old-school, old fool, represent the Stone Age
Got no new message to kick or innovate
I go do what I do and rap of the Lord's grace
Still, the beats are tough, the bars are hard
But that's the way I like to bless the mic for the Lord

[Hook: Zae da Blacksmith]
I'm a caveman, repping the Stone Age
Live off the land, hunting, weapons of bone, blade
I'm from an ancient clan, a dying breed of trailblazers
We discovered fire, B
Still living in the bush where I hunt my prey
Beats in the wilderness where I hunt my prey
I do the thang thang, don't dance or slow jam
I'm Kool & the Gang, Bam-Bam, the grown man

[Verse 2: Zae da Blacksmith]
Unga Bunga, Encino Man, time machine
This strong man music, no tight jeans
Some things I like just the way that they been
I like rapping hard bars about God and no, I don't sing
I like tough snares and hard kick in my song
Big John McCarthy, let's get it on
Ring the alarm, run to the truck, fight fires
Construction booths and truth from Bible writers
These are a few of my favorite things
Like when my daughter said "bing-bang-boom" that's got a ring
So I ran with it, that's how it made it into my lyrics
I'm making what I'm digging, ain't caring about a critic
I been rapping theology, that has not been a gimmick
And I'm praying that the same is displayed in the way I live and
Tryna make truth [?], like old Puritan [?]
What proof texts don't get from that ancient scroll, you know?

[Hook: Zae da Blacksmith]
I'm a caveman, repping the Stone Age
Live off the land, hunting, weapons of bone, blade
I'm from an ancient clan, a dying breed of trailblazers
We discovered fire, B
Still living in the bush where I hunt my prey
Beats in the wilderness where I hunt my prey
I do the thang thang, don't dance or slow jam
I'm Kool & the Gang, Bam-Bam, the grown man

[Verse 3: Zae da Blacksmith]
Jesus Christ, still King and Rock of Ages
So I still let the pen's ink spill on these pages
I still got a little something to say
Apologist put the beat on play, we gon' slay
Still Christcentric though, whoa, I'm no Evangel
I feel I'm dope but I know when I can't hold a candle
Gimme a second, I'mma show you what I can do
I'm a blacksmith so I'm slamming like hammers on anvils
I like the noise I make when I let the metal clink
Ain't scared of making didactic records to let 'em think
I cut it straight, I'm a regurgitator
Consistent with history's saints, preserving data
You can say that I'm stuck in the past
'Cause this that good old-fashioned stuff that'll last and still blast
If you consider me dope for the things that I wrote
That's Kool & the Gang and all, but I'm tryna give you this hope, you know?

[Hook: Zae da Blacksmith]
I'm a caveman, repping the Stone Age
Live off the land, hunting, weapons of bone, blade
I'm from an ancient clan, a dying breed of trailblazers
We discovered fire, B
Still living in the bush where I hunt my prey
Beats in the wilderness where I hunt my prey
I do the thang thang, don't dance or slow jam
I'm Kool & the Gang, Bam-Bam, the grown man

[Outro: Sample]
"Unga bunga bunga!"
"Unga bunga bunga!"
"Unga bunga bunga!"
"Unga bunga bunga inga binga binga bunga"
"Aaaaaaaaaagh!"
"Ha ha! You're old"