Man Of The Year - Moistboyz

You think you’re a jew well himey I’m a priest

You think you got money your balls are at my feast

Spittin' on my palm before I shake your hand

I’ll drag the whore of babylon across your holy land

Look at all your wenches I got more madonna

You can suck my callused heels if you really wanna

You with an olive branch and chewin' on your nova

King of matzo fireballs when I pass over

Call me suave mundi, call me p-rex

I got pope-alactics little boys and sex

Burning all your joys like a san francisco friar

Put down your holy cards 'cuz I can take you higher

Boiled all the cyanide in your unleavened head

Zyklon B’d your ass away and swept you out your bed

Mr Hitler’s telephone hooked up all your numbers

Fucked your children with a diamond cross while your momma suffered

Baby I’m a roman well rabbi can’t you see

Been raking in the shekels since you had leprosy

Benito mussolini and harry truman too

Everybody’s ready heavy got to kill a jew

You call it israel I call it palestine

Call it a holocaust but I’m having such a good time

I can buy you hanukkah and take you for a whirl

That’s the way it is when you’re the king of the world

Now i’m old and polished white and pouting with a sneer

Empowered with my marbled eyes of which you’re so endeared

If you got a prayer then make it loud and clear

'cuz I’ve got no time I’m the man of the year