Joe Quincy feat. Bob Hannon, Kaydee Kish, Dylan<3, Rex, Laura Kohanski & N. Van Wagenen -
Cake and Wine
New God
Ajax, Achilles, and Odysseus
Some where in hell these heroes exist
They're lain to rest and gone, forgotten
A brother, a sister, and a mother rotten
Gods are dead and heroes lost
Odds and ends stuffed in a box
We need a new god for the here and now
We bleed for one and we're gone and pow
Struck down struck god and high as balls
Waitin for the one who has heard the call
Uh, Yeah
Pull up in my chariot at the colosseum
Honeys feel my drip from head to paraneum
Gladiator fight yeah you know I gotta see em
Gettin turned up I don't even need a reason
I need a new god, one stronger than the rest
Revenge in his eyes and gold on his chest
Zeus and his boys be runnin from Olympus
Surprise bitches, Retila's goina getcha
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
I need a new god
Ancient Greece means so much to me
I serve Spartacus a nice slab of meat between his teats
Bitch, and do his mom between them silky sheets
Oh that Greco-Roman ecstasy
I take her thong off with my teeth
Drink the horns in drop that beat
And then meet Brad Pitt on Troy street
I'm Athena with the schemes
Explodin on the scene
Holdin up the team like a bucket full of cream
Cyclops on the beam
Livin all my dreams
Call me Listerine cause I spit so clean
Getting more faded than a waning moon crescent
Loral wreath on every body else undressin
Don't need a sacrifice, I got the god's blessin
Switchin up the flow in ii seconds
I need a new god, one stronger than the rest
Revenge in his eyes and gold on his chest
Zeus and his boys be runnin from Olympus
Surprise bitches, Retila's goina getcha
Rollin in my toga, tryin not to show ya
My penis my wenis my junk
Trapped in my flowin white trunk, ya better believe
I keep my peen set up like a
Hercules is a jerkulees, stealin my night
Like a nymian fight, he took my girl
And he shook my girl, he's a demi-hard piece of shit
Who lives right off his daddy's lightning bolt
I need a new god, one stronger than the rest
Revenge in his eyes and gold on his chest (gold vaults)
Zeus and his boys be runnin from Olympus
Surprise bitches, Retilla's goina getcha (I need a drink)
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
I need a new god, oh shit
Some where in hell these heroes exist
They're lain to rest and gone, forgotten
A brother, a sister, and a mother rotten
Gods are dead and heroes lost
Odds and ends stuffed in a box
We need a new god for the here and now
We bleed for one and we're gone and pow
Struck down struck god and high as balls
Waitin for the one who has heard the call
Uh, Yeah
Pull up in my chariot at the colosseum
Honeys feel my drip from head to paraneum
Gladiator fight yeah you know I gotta see em
Gettin turned up I don't even need a reason
I need a new god, one stronger than the rest
Revenge in his eyes and gold on his chest
Zeus and his boys be runnin from Olympus
Surprise bitches, Retila's goina getcha
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
I need a new god
Ancient Greece means so much to me
I serve Spartacus a nice slab of meat between his teats
Bitch, and do his mom between them silky sheets
Oh that Greco-Roman ecstasy
I take her thong off with my teeth
Drink the horns in drop that beat
And then meet Brad Pitt on Troy street
I'm Athena with the schemes
Explodin on the scene
Holdin up the team like a bucket full of cream
Cyclops on the beam
Livin all my dreams
Call me Listerine cause I spit so clean
Getting more faded than a waning moon crescent
Loral wreath on every body else undressin
Don't need a sacrifice, I got the god's blessin
Switchin up the flow in ii seconds
I need a new god, one stronger than the rest
Revenge in his eyes and gold on his chest
Zeus and his boys be runnin from Olympus
Surprise bitches, Retila's goina getcha
Rollin in my toga, tryin not to show ya
My penis my wenis my junk
Trapped in my flowin white trunk, ya better believe
I keep my peen set up like a
Hercules is a jerkulees, stealin my night
Like a nymian fight, he took my girl
And he shook my girl, he's a demi-hard piece of shit
Who lives right off his daddy's lightning bolt
I need a new god, one stronger than the rest
Revenge in his eyes and gold on his chest (gold vaults)
Zeus and his boys be runnin from Olympus
Surprise bitches, Retilla's goina getcha (I need a drink)
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
Gladiator gladiator, oh smell ya later
I need a new god, oh shit
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Terry
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