[Verse 1: Shwabadi]
Remember me? I'm that guy
That you laughed at constantly all the time
'Cause I'd hoard supplies, read message boards online
So for the breakout, my safe house was boarded tight
And now look, when it's dark and dire
Can't get online to look up how to start a fire
Don't suck up to me, I know what your heart desires
All my survival rations, fashion, spare parts and pliers
I got the tools that you need
So for expertise, to me they run
So living my life as a hermit had benefits
Now about time that I had me some fun
Pick up a pistol, I'm painting thе walls
Bat in my fist and I'm breaking their jaws
The biggеr they git then the harder they fall
Shouldn't brag but I knew I was right all along, ha!
[Verse 2: The Stupendium]
They laughed and rolled their eyes
When I hoarded gas and stockpiled supplies
One little societal collapse and, wow!
Tell me, Dad, who's laughing now?
'Cause now we're ridden with Ridden. Well, I'll be bidding good riddance
To the miserable existence I was so sick of living
Used to sit and kill time, now I fill my time killing
All the bitten idiots who didn't sit up and listen
I don't miss 'em, nah, I never was the chatty type
Ain't saying I'm okay with genocidal parasites
World burns but it's spinning and we yearn for rotisserie
That worm turned life to a deadly kind of paradise
Cleaners swapped the mop and the suds
For a molotov, Glock and some buckets of blood
I was armageddon prepping, you were up in the club
It's my turn for fun, you can run but I told you so
Remember me? I'm that guy
That you laughed at constantly all the time
'Cause I'd hoard supplies, read message boards online
So for the breakout, my safe house was boarded tight
And now look, when it's dark and dire
Can't get online to look up how to start a fire
Don't suck up to me, I know what your heart desires
All my survival rations, fashion, spare parts and pliers
I got the tools that you need
So for expertise, to me they run
So living my life as a hermit had benefits
Now about time that I had me some fun
Pick up a pistol, I'm painting thе walls
Bat in my fist and I'm breaking their jaws
The biggеr they git then the harder they fall
Shouldn't brag but I knew I was right all along, ha!
[Verse 2: The Stupendium]
They laughed and rolled their eyes
When I hoarded gas and stockpiled supplies
One little societal collapse and, wow!
Tell me, Dad, who's laughing now?
'Cause now we're ridden with Ridden. Well, I'll be bidding good riddance
To the miserable existence I was so sick of living
Used to sit and kill time, now I fill my time killing
All the bitten idiots who didn't sit up and listen
I don't miss 'em, nah, I never was the chatty type
Ain't saying I'm okay with genocidal parasites
World burns but it's spinning and we yearn for rotisserie
That worm turned life to a deadly kind of paradise
Cleaners swapped the mop and the suds
For a molotov, Glock and some buckets of blood
I was armageddon prepping, you were up in the club
It's my turn for fun, you can run but I told you so
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