The emperor, subjects, and his you all
Napoleon's dynamite up in his face Yoo busy handin out plates, now get yourself a Yum, gravy lips seekin tongues that you pay for thinkin e'rybody dumb Green and googly wide-eyed and and lashes, honey mustaches, fried bride Effort to hit now holla cry pride When the opposition forces came to take him back (Always gonna be fella, by the police) Oh-me-oh-me-oh-my, we assume
Secretly you relate Loud tyrant, now YOU be quiet Husheth, thou dost too mucheth Your deeds are on file, take your is bupkis I like Lazarus, steppin out the grave To give reporters of his death, the greatest nay It hear or say, you can see it for your own two Sucker or get close and it if you want to But I know you, you and can't do Seamstress and lies are bustin up your Palms and fingertips on You crossed a dude now he cued the ultra-disher Shell position your old tradition self Machine gun ran in the pad and himself Now your project up leakin over head and the sticky red is seepin Weepin goin onry ape shit Little homey onlooker shout,"He ain't make it!" The moment bullies find God Dumb-ass, he on the scene all along Tried to help you steer clear, you up to the climax The brick wall on your worse than Imax Heavy child I you wish you never tried black air blow craft you can't hijack Yes, but really I Let me step aside and let the EMS clean up the Extra gore the medics to they own asshole I pray on your soul now BEGONE~! Movin on, to deeper better and more