..at the top of the food chain..........
Cruising in first, punishing whoever refuses to work,
we groom in the dirt n' lick our wounds when we're hurt..
Rulin' the earth, markin' territory wherever the pride goes,
those to have ever crossed the line know rivals die slow..
We're primal, wild, our competitive style starts at sunrise,
n' we're flawless when it sets n' our true skills to hunt shine..
Some die, sometimes an impala, buffalo, another cat or a zebra,
always defending the carcus from greedy packs of hyenas..
Our actions are meaner, than any species alive or extinct,
until disease takes over n' we're lions lying, dying in stink..
So we're riding the wing, lettin' it happen if it happens,
just ask about our passion, we're the African assassins..
We've lasted with compassion, for only our own kind,
the humans are the only force provoking our cold side..
We won't cry, but every chance we get we'll slay poachers,
forever claiming the plains til mother nature takes over..
..joining the food chain..........
We lurk beneath the surface, murk n' eat with purpose,
hurt the weak for certain, don't work your feet when surfin'..
You'll twerk our deepest urges when mistaken for a seal,
a person isn't on our diet but we'll take em' for a meal..
No fakin cuz it's real, I wouldn't come to our kitchen,
don't be swimmin' cut cuz we smell blood from a distance..
You'll be covered with stitches if you survive an attack,
or you could die as a snack, we never ride with a pack..
Our horizons are black, cuz at night we're rulin' swift,
eatin' Grade A dinners when it comes to schools of fish..
We never cool or quit, stayin' persistent with smart wits
only thing to slow us down is the fishin' for shark fins..
But heart wins, we've lasted since the dinosaurs,
n' unlike them we aren't gonna have a final roar..
We'll stay alive n' more, cuz the strongest fish expand n'
it's just a new start when the next comet hits the planet..