BUBBLEGOOSE EMPIRE

It went big bang, yes fam

The universe burst

And it sang of the return of the illest nomad

Shit hit the fan, got out of hand

He rocked gold capped fangs and brain like Krang, so dank

There ain't nothing better, opp flying cut sleeves

You're the arm-leg bredder

Down for whatever, form like Doc Terror

Power extreme, you're the human centipede

Ooh, then he entered the room

And made a pharaoh leave by the tomb

To salute the Lord, flash heart a rap

Kick truth to the youth with your whole crew, he's back

Get slapped when it's Dev from the Shire

Sing like wellybobs in a quagmire

Get murked by the Mic Heat Miser

Rock a ski mask in June with a visor

Live wire goin' over the heads

And into the red on the equaliser

Spit that molten lava flow

Too hot to freeze, too cold to hold

Ay yo, is this the studio bolt?

We're Assyrian gods who attacked the block, what?

Reign blood with flame and fire

Conquer the game and your whole empire like 'Pow'

Pow

Pow

We bring it heavy, tremendous

Spectacular, pack a drum kit in the blender

Whoever want the mic though, remember

Take one step closer, get a dislocated finger

Maybe worse emcees get their bubble burst

Hit the North, rock a triple fat goose down

Ride through your town on a ghost horse

Slap that Burger King crown of your dome without remorse

The unhinged wordsmith

Out of sorts, trail blaze with a blow torch

Set adrift on a stack of burned bridges

Pig sick 'cause he's dimwits, thick as pig shit

They're all flippin' amateurs

Keyboard warriors hide that behind their avatar

Spitting that dire tribe diarrhoea into

(An echo chamber with delusions of grandeur)

Death to celebrity

I'll keep my integrity and total anonymity

Autonomous, long Winter

Won't roll with a crew that'd have me as a member

I ain't down with your rap sound

I'm underground like Japanese Knotweed

True indeed, your foundations are shaky

Believe you, me, I'll pull the rope from your feet like 'Pow'

Pow