Letra de King Midas vs. Medusa - Freshy Kanal

(Feat. Stargirl)

(Yeah, yeah, what?) Kicks and the bling only fit for a king

I got iced-out rings like a rink

Pour another Vintage to drink, the original Richard Branson

Rich as Mansa, I'm Mr. Banker

Boats full of gold, so they don't even go

When you lift the anchor - all my ships are backed up

I'm Olympus status, who needs Olympic matches?

Win medallions from all of my interactions

Oh, you're here too, unexpectedly (What?)

Shouldn't you still be sitting at therapy?

Life flipped and tossed for a sense of scale

The tale of your head is one of heads and tails

I'm frickin' flyer than the child that she died to free

You're outta luck, so don't roll your snake eyes at me

And while this outcome isn't likely

Keep the veil down if you're ever a bride-to-be

Peasants tire of your brags being shoved down their throats

I'll do Greece a favor, turn your mouth to stone

How can a man so rich still have no values?

Carry so many secrets, you look like a pack mule

His stupidity is understated

Thought a barber shop would've sung and praised him

It wasn't a close shave, everyone was throwin' shade

At the death of his own fucking reputation

Don't mistake placations they gift you as tributes

Your people are laughing at you, not with you

Tired of your wealth and its blatant misuse

It's extra fool's gold they must slave and sift through

Run like the waters, beauty's in the eye of the beholder

And all I see in front of me's a bum of a father

I grew up in despair, and the only thing

Colder than my lair is a hug from your daughter

I've been secluded for years without a dime

You eat grapes off a vine, still find time to whine

Act high and mighty, I'll be getting you stoned to death

No pound of gold can outweigh your loneliness

Lonely? Lady, you rested in a temple

'Til Perseus showed up and disconnected your temple

He got your head in the bag for a king, it doesn't shock me

I get your head on a bag when I buy Versace

Try to stop me, my fortune's enormous

You bore me much more than your stories of horseshit

Athena's curse made you an ouroboros

You had snakes all around you before you were a Gorgon

The gods that I prayed to attacked and betrayed me

Now they're the prey of the monster they made me

History shows that my anger is righteous

You're sad 'cause you're drowning in gold? Poor Midas

Who cares about a king that was consumed by greed

And fed his hubris until he had no food to eat?

The human species now is enough proof to me

You're just a cautionary tale that every fool repeats

(Alright, listen)

Any barber hired for your style would be way too scared

It shouldn't take Steve Irwin to tame your hair

Don't get ahead of yourself, this ain't a clash of titans

When you can't even survive in Percy Jackson's writing

You turn bodies lifeless, I turn commodities priceless

A tidal of tidings, fuck Poseidon, take his trident

Show you all a new wave, coldest ruler who gave

Not a single fuck 'bout anyone, looks like a golden goose egg

Selfish oaf, so gross and uncouth

Dionysus wouldn't touch you with a ten foot tube

You're not a master just because you got a cut tooth (Nah)

The gold rush was a bust and you'll be one too

You were warned about your wish and that it would never last

Midas touch? You'll bite the dust before you're ever lent a hand

No man or god averts my gaze, my revenge will be had

Turning all of you to nothing more than relics of the past

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