I Am A Mutant Lyrics
[Intro:ForestPunk]
No Masters No Slaves Just Freedom homie…
1st Verse
King Kong, monkey on a movie shoot
Crazy with his music so he’s funny as a loony tune
He steps in the crowd with his weapon of sound
Negligent scowl lessons profound, head in the clouds
“What you stressin in yo message is a testament child
There's a future in your presence cuz' your breaths in the now
Now the system is a victim cuz' its hectic and loud
All they said when they saw all the wreckage was…wow”
Chorus
War on the Humans..
I AM A MUTANT homie x4
No masters no Slaves just freedom homie
2nd Verse
Shamans and emcees make rap listeners
Healthy when we spit sick though we ain't practitioners
We just understand, how to create cash
So its happy trigonometry, straps and math integers
Heavens where they made match kindlers
So there's fire in the sky, space craft visitors
Take back villagers, back where we came
Cuz' here we’re alienated and that is a shame
Yeah I said I'm alienated
Because I found a pot of gold and an alien ate it
So I smoke, and I yell at the sky
And get help when I'm high like I'm alien aided…get it?
On my easter island when I'm smoking yeah..
Cuz' my face is stoned as a Moa head
My whole life this world made me feel small
Until I realized I'm big enough to kill y'all
No Masters No Slaves Just Freedom homie…
1st Verse
King Kong, monkey on a movie shoot
Crazy with his music so he’s funny as a loony tune
He steps in the crowd with his weapon of sound
Negligent scowl lessons profound, head in the clouds
“What you stressin in yo message is a testament child
There's a future in your presence cuz' your breaths in the now
Now the system is a victim cuz' its hectic and loud
All they said when they saw all the wreckage was…wow”
Chorus
War on the Humans..
I AM A MUTANT homie x4
No masters no Slaves just freedom homie
2nd Verse
Shamans and emcees make rap listeners
Healthy when we spit sick though we ain't practitioners
We just understand, how to create cash
So its happy trigonometry, straps and math integers
Heavens where they made match kindlers
So there's fire in the sky, space craft visitors
Take back villagers, back where we came
Cuz' here we’re alienated and that is a shame
Yeah I said I'm alienated
Because I found a pot of gold and an alien ate it
So I smoke, and I yell at the sky
And get help when I'm high like I'm alien aided…get it?
On my easter island when I'm smoking yeah..
Cuz' my face is stoned as a Moa head
My whole life this world made me feel small
Until I realized I'm big enough to kill y'all
About
Genius Annotation
This song is off of the Boy With The Monkey Tattoo EP released by ForestPunk. This song is about being a mutant, a common theme of ForestPunk’s music (being from the crew Mutant Academy) and fighting those who wish to destroy what makes you different. Magneto shit. Also this song elludes to the overarching story of The Boy With The Monkey Tattoo. A young Monkey sent from aliens in space to help spark evolution.
The instrumental used is “Bass Cannon” by Flux Pavilion.
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