Everyday I'm doing it
Swag on point, I'm proving
Don't have many haters
I got one of them or two them
I'm doing, you ruin it
You don’t know what to do with it
They give me opportunities
And I'm the one who shoots with it

They say I'm darker than a bat, I'm a lighter shade of black, fam
Remember when I used to say I'd never stoop rap
So they showing me the strap and they cocking up the gat
Then they rat-a-tat-tat but I dodge it like a badman
I'm back with a bang and a blast like a lab rat
Back in the game with the world in my backpack
The game needs saving, I'm the hero that it needs
Not the one it wants, you can call me black Batman
Yeah yeah yeah, I know I'm that man
But really I ain't all that, man
My life’s been grey so I’m painting it red
I'm hating all this bullshit cause it’s getting to my head
Remember when I said I was born and in the land
Of the ZANU-PF, I'ma bring it back again
9 years later its Borderline Infamity
But they still saying originality's dead, nah

Rex, I just want the money and the power
Leave me to my woman, I will be about an hour
Swag, Swagger on a hundred-thousand
Thousand islands, pay cheques pilling
Bang, there just went the hook line syncer
Watch me go to work, I'm a doer not a thinker
Damn, am I just losing my head
I'm starting to think originality’s dead

Some rappers sell their souls
But my soul the lord to keep
See rappers show off wealth
So I'm breaking the bank like a thief
Donald Trump had the right plan
The world chose money over the right man
Send men to Afghan Iraq and Iran
Had the chance but I ran, but now I stand
I'm gonna make a stand and you can’t tell me not
I started from the bottom but I came out on top
Now I'm top of the pops like that one song
That you swear you hate but you find yourself singing along to from time to time
Oh, we're getting bullied by democracy
The slavery of nine-to-five can make a strong man shatter
Please, I ain't all the needs to be said
We copy what we see and originality’s dead

Rex, I just want the money and the power
Leave me to my woman, I will be about an hour
Swag, Swagger on a hundred-thousand
Thousand islands, pay cheques pilling
Bang, there just went the hook line syncer
Watch me go to work, I'm a doer not a thinker
Damn, am I just losing my head
I'm starting to think originality’s dead

I'm sick like I got a cold
All this bullshit is getting too old
I tried to get a job but the company's broke
I didn't over sell it but still it ain't sold
But still I ain't gold, but I am not mould
I'm somewhere in the middle and I'm bound to explode
About to get blow, cause everybody's on me
Saying 'you ain't really nothing' and they kick me to the dirt
Rex, I just want the money and the purr
Haters wanna hate and I concur
You can hate all you want but its never gonna hurt
Lead me to the gold and I'm digging up the dirt
And they treat me like the dirt but the dirt is treated better
And when they put me down I turn around and say 'whatever'
I am much stronger than ever and I'll never say never
You treat me like I'm stupid but I am quite clever, dead

Rex, I just want the money and the power
Leave me to my woman, I will be about an hour
Swag, Swagger on a hundred-thousand
Thousand islands, pay cheques pilling
Bang, there just went the hook line syncer
Watch me go to work, I'm a doer not a thinker
Damn, am I just losing my head
I'm starting to think originality’s dead
Rex, I just want the money and the power
Leave me to my woman, I will be about an hour
Swag, Swagger on a hundred-thousand
Thousand islands, pay cheques pilling
Bang, there just went the hook line syncer
Watch me go to work, I'm a doer not a thinker
Damn, am I just losing my head
I'm starting to think originality’s dead