Beat by Akaruhime

Lyrics:

Giddy up, Mickey, on a trip to the mushroom kingdom
and lets assume, Raccoon City was pooped on by huge King Kong
They still shoot the bomb, Duke nukes ‘em, gone…
Reboot, like when Megabyte straight up fucks up Fong
Only some will get the reference, others hear it wrong
that’s the excuse I tell myself to finish this song
I’m ready for the boost, I’m eating tanooki leaves
I’m strong, as an Ox, I have no immunities.
For the moment, I’m beyond natural limits
Holy mackerel, I’m a god, I control physics
I can’t catch a cold, but I can trap the sun
If I’m acting bold, I might stop it all, story’s done
I will italicize this, so I don’t prioritize that
Captured in parenthesis, glorified crap
It’s do or die, you still end up with shit your pants
Take a sewer dive on the eventual everlasting crash
A mental lapse followed by hyper-sensitivity
Followed by dulled senses, finished with fibre irregularity
My diaper is saggy, filled with grimy gravy
yesterday’s remnants, fuck it, my swag is heavy
that went no where, I’m in the last season of Lost
I don’t know whether to grasp this breath, or back off
It’s conundrum, for this dum dum,
So I let my thang hang, so my balls bump
I’m getting ready, doing stretches and Pilates
Call me Reggie, I can feel it surging through my body
Nintendo Power, it’s in the green and indigo flower
It’s incredible, these edibles are enabling this weak old coward
Iiiiiii… feel like I can fly,
Iiiiii… don’t know why?
but Iiiiii, might as well give it a try
because Iiiiii, I don’t think I can die!
Thats life for a mortal in a simulated universe
So I’m hip hopping through portals, hoping it works
I got a pocket of potions, for when my ego gets bloated
And I got these gummy worms, they help me keep focused
Hocus pocus, I’m ready to boil and bubble
Good thing I did aerobics, or else, I’d be in trouble
If I put the elbow grease in it, I get results
If this was a spelling bee, I would win by default
I wrote my own dictionary, I made my own rules
I made myself a visionary, but hide, disguised as a fool
You’ll get the message, someday, soon
Check the seconds, this sentence is doomed
Victor Von getting pick on by wicked Mr. Fantastic
The victim gets spit on, tripped by dick head of elastic
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch check your foreskin,
For blisters, lesions, warts, or extra organs
That’s a radioactive package, it’s unstable
I got potatoes in pants, and French fries on the table
Dissect that metaphor however you want
When I kick it with sputnik, I do it with clam chowder and hot dogs
The point is, I avoid the subject. I am devoid of an objective
I’m an android made from alloys, so fuck your metal detention
I am practically Astro Boy, in Mega Man DLC
Mechanically I’m superior, it’s no question, mentally
don’t be stressin, this aggression is just twisted affection
sexual tension, don’t act like you’ve never seen an erection
Quit checking my dimensions, you’re making this weird
I’m grower, not a shower and it’s getting cold in here.