Thundamentals - #YearOfTheThundakat lyrics
[Thundamentals - #YearOfTheThundakat lyrics]
You could be a king for the day
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It's just fifteen minutes of fame
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It won't mean shit tomorrow
So what's a name? Haters gonna hate
Put the gravy in the train
Flakes in the cereal
Here we go again, my baby don't complain
When they play me on the radio
I take it to the bank
Like chrome to the freight
Replace the coat of paint say it to my face
The behaviour of a school kid
You can’t spray your A-grade bullshit
Just let me straighten up my A's
Like Fatlip was all up on that track list
Switchin’ up the subject matter
‘Til the subject matters fuck a math test
The fact is, we on another classic
Plastic rappers get wrapped in plastic
This hashtag shit is but a
Mallet in my school kit
Throw a spanner in the works
Thundakats are about to crack it
I’ma smash your pedestals in
Shatterin’ the patterns of your paradigm
Paradox
I am but a parody, a pantomime, apparently
Overglamourfied so I satirise
While you pull dick and chant
Another motherfuckin’ battle cry
I will not bat an eye, let the vinyl pop
Drop the needle like a stalactite
I strike this spot, like the lightning God
I Hip Hop 'til my vitals stop
Sup, lover be my valentine
You could be a king for the day
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It's just fifteen minutes of fame
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It's just fifteen minutes of fame
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It won't mean shit tomorrow
So what's a name? Haters gonna hate
Put the gravy in the train
Flakes in the cereal
Here we go again, my baby don't complain
When they play me on the radio
I take it to the bank
Like chrome to the freight
Replace the coat of paint say it to my face
The behaviour of a school kid
You can’t spray your A-grade bullshit
Just let me straighten up my A's
Like Fatlip was all up on that track list
Switchin’ up the subject matter
‘Til the subject matters fuck a math test
The fact is, we on another classic
Plastic rappers get wrapped in plastic
This hashtag shit is but a
Mallet in my school kit
Throw a spanner in the works
Thundakats are about to crack it
I’ma smash your pedestals in
Shatterin’ the patterns of your paradigm
Paradox
I am but a parody, a pantomime, apparently
Overglamourfied so I satirise
While you pull dick and chant
Another motherfuckin’ battle cry
I will not bat an eye, let the vinyl pop
Drop the needle like a stalactite
I strike this spot, like the lightning God
I Hip Hop 'til my vitals stop
Sup, lover be my valentine
You could be a king for the day
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It's just fifteen minutes of fame
It won't mean shit tomorrow
It won't mean shit tomorrow