Monopoly Money - Dan Bull

Me?

I rap about games!

Yeah, we’ve gathered that by now

Who said I can’t rap about board games, bro?

Somebody, presumably

Keepin' it old school, innit, bro?

Yes, it is

Check it!

Check it

I’m not a property magnate

I’m a property magnet

Your offers, I’m knocking them back quick

As if I’m popping a tablet

Not stopping 'til I’ve got in the last bid

I splash quids side to side like my ad-libs

Damn rich!

Made of bread like a sandwich

Six-figure plus cash sums are my language

Turning every opportunity to my advantage

So, I can afford anything I’ve ever fancied

Shh, here’s an advanced tip to fill up your bank quick

Buy everything you fricking can while you’re in transit

Take out the other gangs quick, Bloods and Crips

Make their bank balance even tighter than your hand grips

Fingers clamp, zipped like a titanium vice

When I’m shaking the dice

You didn’t take my advice and I’m not saying it twice

Alright, I’m saying it twice

I’m bankrupting you, so, say your goodbyes, uh

(Do not pass GO and do not collect two-hundred dollars)

I’m a cataclysm of capitalism

Stacking the dividends as I rap on the rhythm

I’m lacking humility, never lacking in income

This isn’t a city, it’s a kingdom

I got that Monopoly money

You’re not going to take my property from me

I got that Monopoly money

You’re not going to take my property from me

I’m not going to lie, the Monopoly guy

Looks impossibly fly in a top hat, moustache and a tie

I properly rock at Monopoly

You’re probably not going to topple me

Even if your house burned down, it wouldn’t be hot property

Got money on my mind, I might require a lobotomy

I’m all about the green and I’m not discussing botany

But ruck with me and I might need to lick some broccoli

You’re economically unsound like an art degree

My pocket’s deep enough to feed everyone sleeping rough

But you don’t beat the competition treating poverty

I’m really sorry that there’s people that aren’t eating properly

I acknowledge it’s a problem but not for me

What, you really think I’d know how to play fair

When I was raised in a hotel on Mayfair?

I’d prefer to stay here, you can stay there

But as you’re passing by, you’d better pay the fare

I’m a cataclysm of capitalism

Stacking the dividends as I rap on the rhythm

I’m lacking humility, never lacking in income

This isn’t a city, it’s a kingdom

Monopoly, hot property

I am Dan Bull and I rock a beat

Monopoly, hot property

I am Dan Bull and I rock a beat

Has anyone ever actually finished a Monopoly game?

Without overturning the board

And throwing little buildings everywhere?

Not me, not me