Invincible Songtext
von Missill

So, Missill
And Spoek Mathambo

I′m hot, getting my stacks right, call the fire brigade
Hot, make 'em sweat, in the rain, in the shade
Mr. [?], Mr. Contain
Mr. Big Balls, Mr. No First Name
Money down the line, put the angular fee
Forcefield, cut all your hate away
Eye on the game, eye of the tiger
Eye in the back of my head for you liars
Push it to the limit, want the feel of what it is
Feeling pretty good, shit, feeling like the best
Skinny ass nigga in the white beater Vans
King Kong nigga shit, beating on my chest

Getting my boss on
Feeling the power
Five-foot people
I′m invincible


I got the world on my back
And I'm pulling planes
I'm bending past
I′m invincible

[?] got nothing on me
Ayanami got nothing on me
Don′t look when I cross my street
I'm invincible

Obama got nothing on me
No, no, nothing on me
No, no, nothing on me
I′m invincible

You don't want this
You can′t handle this
It's way too much
We way too much

You don′t want this
You can't handle this
Feeling like a million bucks
We way too much


Raw energy, pure power
Start minute by the minute, by the minute, by the hour
Their focus, their experience
I see the future and it's looking like mine
The year′s two-thousand two-thousand and mine
I have hipper crawls, now I′m on the grind
Ace on the Base, yes, I saw the sign

Getting my boss on
Feeling the power
Five-foot people
I'm invincible

I got the world on my back
And I′m pulling planes
I'm bending past
I′m invincible

[?] got nothing on me
Ayanami got nothing on me
Don't look when I cross my street
I′m invincible

Obama got nothing on me
No, no, nothing on me
No, no, nothing on me
I'm invincible

You don't want this
You can′t handle this
It′s way too much
We way too much

You don't want this
You can′t handle this
Feeling like a million bucks
We way too much