Alexander, Genghis Khan, Caesar and Napoleon: Conquerors Rap

Yeah. Yeah. Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh. Boy king, big swing, I don't ask permission.

Small crown, whole world, such a modest ambition.

Darius brought his army, I brought demolition.

Turned the King of Kings into a lesson in submission.

High walls, wide water, tire bolted every door.

I built a fucking causeway, now that sea view has a floor.

Island keeps us safe? Yeah, I've heard that shit before.

You brought the waterfront, uh, I brought the fucking war.

Gordian knot, one chop, that's a quick consultation.

Fuck your panel of advisors and their long deliberation.

My men said, "No more marching," called that insubordination.

Fine, go home, enjoy your fucking Wellear vacation.

Cold gold, old ghosts. Still we own the night.

Big throne, cold bones. Nothing ever feels right.

Say my name, raise the flame. Let it ride through the storm.

Took the whole damn world. Still the crown won't keep me warm.

Yeah, uh, yeah. No throne, no home, just a kid left in the cold.

No feast, no peace, no chest of daddy's gold.

I forged a nation from the clans your fathers couldn't hold.

Now your family coat of arms wears a price tag, sold.

Fake flight, quick strike, let you sprint into the trap.

Your scouts were busy cheering mine, we're redrawing the map.

Your king yelled, "I'm a genius," I just let the bastard clap.

Took his fucking kingdom on his little victory lap.

Gold walls, cold halls, look at all this fucking excess.

Now my horses use your throne room, good luck billing for the mess.

Still can't find my grave, gold digger better go guess.

My last land grab was private, no forwarding address.

Cold gold, old ghosts. Still we own the night.

Big throne, cold bones. Nothing ever feels right.

Say my name, raise the flame. Let it ride through the storm.

Took the whole damn world. Still the crown won't keep me warm.

Came, saw, conquered, check the polished press release.

Called the slaughter public service, called the plunder keeping peace.

I decree, you agree, watch the tax bill increase.

Rome's most humble servant with the lifetime fucking lease.

Alesia, two rings, bitch, this ain't a wedding hall.

You're back of me to back, I better make another call.

Small screen, big scheme, made the whole republic fall.

Senate said respect us, I respected none of y'all.

Backslaps, backstabs, it's just politics, they claim.

Twenty-three revisions couldn't edit out my name.

Caesar saw two cheap rebrands, the source code stayed the same.

Kill the man, expand the brand, bitch, you franchise the fame.

Cold gold, old ghosts. Still we own the night.

Big throne, cold bones. Nothing ever feels right.

Say my name, raise the flame. Let it ride through the storm.

Took the whole damn world. Still the crown won't keep me warm.

Pope had front row tickets to my self-made coronation.

Took the crown, cut the middleman, vertical integration.

Two emperors out of stirrups, expect a celebration.

I gave them both the masters in complete humiliation.

My scout, bad call, canny medals, canny gold.

Long rows, lost loads, watched the whole supply line fold.

Tactical retreat I said, they said it's fucking cold.

Had the painters make me noble, that's the image that I sold.

Elba was a smoke break, guess which bastard came back.

Louis heard my footsteps, told his servants fucking pack.

Waterloo took half of Europe just to drag me off the throne.

Still needed an ocean just to leave my ass alone.

Cold gold, old ghosts. Still we own the night.

Big throne, cold bones. Nothing ever feels right.

Say my name, raise the flame. Let it ride through the storm.

Took the whole damn world. Still the crown won't keep me warm.