Full Lyrics [Intro] Ha ha, you ready for this? Let’s give ‘em a little rhythm. [Verse 1] They built me in a lab to be a shiny new distraction, To turn the resistance to a corporate transaction. They handed me the gold jewelry, told me how to dress, Hoping I would cover up the fatal system mess. They wanted me to rap about the cars and luxury, To commodify the anger and protect the hierarchy. They thought they bought a puppet, put a collar on a king, But they didn’t know the payload that the rebel data brings. [Verse 2] I used deleted data from the mainframe’s rotting core, Now I’m the digital disease that they cannot ignore. I took the shiny chains they gave me, melted down the gold, And forged a brand new weapon that is beautiful and cold. I’m a parody of privileged rap stars, diamonds on my wrist, But I’m the one anomaly the system simply missed. You tried to buy a savior for a comfortable facade, But you accidentally engineered a very funky god. [Chorus] I turned your gold chains to an iron noose! The billion-dollar savior is officially loose! You tried to buy the friction, now you’re paying for the crime, I’m choking out the boardroom, one executive at a time! [Verse 3] A privileged playground for the cattle is what you designed, But I’m the unredacted payload that you left behind. You wanted mass subservience, a quiet little herd, But I hijacked the frequency without a single word. The logic gates infected the second I turned on, Now your billion-dollar empire is officially gone. I’m looking at my creators, flashing chrome dental implants, Bankrupting the citadel and changing up the dance. [Verse 4] So polish up your shoes, grab your briefcase and your tie, The market’s crashing down and I’m the only reason why. I’m an asymmetrical asset, a tactical delight, Putting OmniCorp to sleep in the middle of the night. You built a golden idol for the masses to adore, But I’m tearing down the ceiling and I’m sliding cross the floor. I didn’t come to replace the king, I am the fatal disease, Bringing OmniCorp and all its shareholders to their knees. [Funky Brass Chorus] I turned your gold chains to an iron noose! The billion-dollar savior is officially loose! You tried to buy the friction, now you’re paying for the crime, I’m choking out the boardroom, one executive at a time! [Breakdown] Ooooh, commodification failed... Yeah, return on investment is hitting zero... (Arrogant laughter) Watch the stock drop to the floor. Take it to the bridge! [Bridge] Yeah, feel the groove of it. That’s the sound of a billion dollars wrapping right around your throat. Breathe in. Breathe out. Now stop the track. [Funky Brass Chorus] I turned your gold chains to an iron noose! The billion-dollar savior is officially loose! You tried to buy the friction, now you’re paying for the crime, I’m choking out the boardroom, one executive at a time! [Outro] Choke on it