cool moustache
Wario
try messing with the Mad Monk
you’ll be sorry, yo
how many dictators does it take
to turn an empire
into a union of ruinous states
it’s a disgrace
what you did to your own people
your Daddy beat you like a dog
and now you’re evil
you’re from Georgia
sweet Georgia
and the history books unfold ya
as a messed up mutha fucka
bent in the mind
who built a superpower
but he paid the price
with the endless destruction
of Russian lives
if you're the man of steel
I spit kryptonite
big dick mystic
known to hypnotize
I could end you with a whisper
to your wife
Look into my eyes you perverted witch
see the soul of the man
who made Mother Russia his bitch
you think I give a fuck about my wife?
my own son got locked up in prison
and I didn’t save his life
you got off
easy when they pickled that moose cock
I’d leave your neck in a noose
your whole family
shot
all your wizard friends
shot
anyone who sold you pierogi
shot
starve you for days til you waste away
I even crush mother fuckers
when I’m laid in state
pride of Lenin took Trotsky
out of the picture
drop the hammer on you harder
than I bitch slapped Hitler
I have no pride for you
who ruined everything my revolution
was doing to stop the bourgeoisie
I fought the bondage of classes
the proletariat masses
have brought me here to spit a thesis
against both of your asses
let me start with you there
Frankenstein
looking like something out of R.L. Stine
it’s hip hop chowder red over white
cause the Tsar’s wife can’t do shit tonight
and Joseph you were supposed to be
my right hand man
but your loyalty shriveled up
like your right hand man
our whole future was bright
you let your heart grow dark
and stopped the greatest revolution
since the birth of Marx
(sound)
Did somebody say birthmarks?
yo I’m the host with the most Glasnost
assholes made a mess
and the war got cold
shook hands with both Ronalds
Reagan and McDonald's
no doubt
if your name end with ‘in’
time to get out
I had the balls to let
Baryshnikov dance playa
tore down that wall
like the Kool-Aid man
Oh Yeah!
you two need yoga
you need a shower
and you all need to learn
how to handle real power
did somebody say real power?
да
you want to mess with me?
I spit hot borsch
when I’m crushing these beats
blow it up like a tuba
while I’m balling in Cuba
doing judo moves and schooling
every communist sukkah
I’m a president in my prime
my enemies don’t distract me
he last man who attacked me
lived a half life
so comrade come at me
you don’t what you’re doing
when you try to bust a rhyme
you’ll find that the ex-KGB
is the best MC
in the ex-CCCP