Alex Ebert - King Killer

OK
Think you in power?
Oh shit, OK.
Think you the president?
Well OK.
Me? King Killer.
The revolution karaoke bar

OK
King Killer all day
Think you in power?
Oh shit, OK.
Me? King Killer.
The revolution karaoke bar

Religion is dangerous/as
PCP/angel-dust/kool-aid
And while I explain you this
10,000 people just died from fanatic believers
Like addicts of certainty
Tragically/factually/actually/exactly
Practically nothing is certain.
But you go to work like a ho' with a habit
Of letting the man fuck you again
With a stick 'cuz he dangling 24 carrots.
Ha! Ain’t you embarrassed?
While I was asleep somebody tattooed
The American dream
On the back of my eyelids
My Social Security’s how you refer to me.
You thinking we’re nothing but numbers
But how many numbers will finally murder me?
Call in that fabulous feminine/masculine medicine
How many heard of me?
Nope?
The hippies be throwing that dirty,
But I got the word in me.
Boxing with soap

OK
King Killer all day.
Think you in power?
Oh shit, OK.
Me? King Killer.

Positive vibes - only that’s not my vibe:
The whole world is my reality.
That’s right.

The human race: my least favorite competition
Doctor said I got a terrible condition
Eating King flesh good for my nutrition
King Killer 2020 that’s my vision
No spectacles
This just to let you know
I’m killing ya
Hip Hop is dead - this necrophilia.

I’m killing you
If it’s true hip-hop is dead
call the song necrophilia
I’m fucking with deadbeats
Hit the bars till the head leaks
Golden hemophilia
So committed want to have me committed
Now some of your friends are starting to say
“ that dude with it“
So many years now calling me a fraud
Must be tough to admit it
You just didn’t get it
Your vision frigid-
Static Euclidean
Anti-diluvian lizard.
You so cool you obsidian.
I’m hot lava – moving meridians.
Fuck y’all aristocrats
Don’t look me in the eye
I got so much anger
On Louisiana sky
Too much feeling
Too much, too many,
Say your bougie bullshit’s over
Your bougie bullshits over
It’s over.

OK
King Killer all day.
Think you in power?
Oh shit, OK.
Me? King Killer.
The revolution karaoke bar.

Oh you a genius at rapping?
I’m a genius at everything that happen.
Y’all production read like 40,000 chapters.
Y’all need help like bad actors.
I flip the script like bad mattress.
Good night – fascists.