Hook:
All hail the Final Boss/
I’m droppin’ red shells knockin niggas off/
And you can tell just by how I come across/
I’m ornery as hell and you finna take a loss/
Verse1:
I done killed heroes on a couple occasions/
Took a few princesses, I was stuffin’ they faces/
Blood on my apron, niggas shouldn’t come to my sanctum/
Played the good guy wit’ Mario, hugged him and shanked um/
I transformed again, had another mutation/
Now I’m Soulja Boy’s console, nothin’ to play wit’/
And Im aimin’, finna hit the enemy hard/
Right in his head and unplug his memory card. Bang!/
The rap game is Hyrule and I’m Ganon/
You don’t exist in this bitch, you niggas non-canon/
Dressed like Voldo, the Soul Calibur combatant/
But you cant fuck wit’ G-Mo Skee, I’m God status/
Who the fuck you ‘sposed to be?/
Nigga you can copy my style like Shang Tsung, you still aint dope as me/
Bring Player 2, I’ll give you both the beats/
Now yall lookin’ like the Donkey Kong Country game over screen/
Nigga I can regenerate like Wolverine/
Blades comin’ out of my knuckles, and they goin’ SHING/
Lookin’ for the princess? I know the hoe/
In my fantasy, she was ridin’ my cock like a Chocobo/
Now that bitch chained up on the flo’/
She gone finish polishin’ this sword, then that hoe can go/
When me and ya girl done, I’m comin’ to World 1/
Huntin’ for yo ass wit’ a Gears of War gun. I’m the Final Boss!/
Hook:
All hail the Final Boss/
I’m droppin’ red shells knockin niggas off/
And you can tell just by how I come across/
I’m ornery as hell and you finna take a loss/ x2
Verse2:
Im comin’ at you rap boys strapped/
You gone think I took a canon off Blastoise back/
When it clap, it’ll send you where the Astroids at/
You need to play Epona’s song, where yo dam horse at?/
Get up outta here before you getcha back all cracked/
I’ll put the Hammer of Dawn to ya grandma’s hat/
Nigga Ima keep it real wit’ yall/
This is not Fortnite and I aint tryna build wit’ yall, I just wanna kill um all/
King Hippo, I’m heavy in the game/
Then mix him wit’ Kratos, I’m deadly wit’ a chain/
Why you run directly into treachery and pain?/
You niggas must’ve snorted a whole Legacy of Kain/
Finna get yall asses whipped. Watch Dog, Ima start hackin’ shit/
In the middle of traffic, cause a accident and laugh at it/
After I listen to you rap and spit/
I’ll ask, “would you kindly kill yourself” like Atlus did/
You underwater wit’ the fishes where Rapture is/
You know the drill, the Big Daddy here to snatch ya bitch/
You need to go find a health machine/
Before you die like Low Tier God’s self esteem/
Im only one call away to come help the team/
I told my niggas if they finna take a L then ring/
Im shootin’ Bullet Bills, you gone catch a shell wit’ wings/
Now so long gay Bowser, all hail the King! Im the Final Boss!/
Hook:
All hail the Final Boss/
I’m droppin’ red shells knockin niggas off/
And you can tell just by how I come across/
I’m ornery as hell and you finna take a loss/ x2
The FILTHIEST rapper from the Bay Area of California, G-Mo Skee is beginning to take the world by storm with his self-made genre of Hip Hop, the fans like to call it FiLTH!
Listen at your own risk.
Absoulutly love R.A but sorry to say fellas -
F*u** I.T and his communnism complex/tds -Using R.A's platform to epouse it.Fantastic album anyway Cold Rollins