The Naked Mole Rap - Dan Bull

Oi you’re about to learn about

The fucking naked mole rat

Fuck all the other animals

They’re old hat

I’m bringing solid gold facts

And I’m not gonna hold back

It’s a whole new genre

I’ma call it naked mole rap

Check it one two, check it

One two, check it

They’re not rats or moles

They’re not rats or moles

But they’re definitely nekkid

I know they look scarily like 'em

But they’re not dicks

Dicks don’t move their teeth

Independently like chopsticks

Looks can be deceiving

'Cause they’re anything but soft

If they were then they probably

Wouldn’t be feeding their tots shit

Or sleeping in a moshpit

Like narcoleptic rock chicks

Blinder than a bat

But they don’t even need their optics

'Cause they can smell a rat

Like he just lit a joss stick

Live long in tip top condition

Hear the clock tick

You’re jealous of these hairless fellas

So follow this top tip

You mess with them and it’ll hurt

Like you fell on your coccyx

Unlike the puny human brain

These dudes are just immune to pain

Run straight into the fray

Like you’d do in a computer game

Who’s afraid of rufous snakes

That move to break into the place

When you can take a tooth into the face

And be like, «Who's this wasteman,

Ruining the mood in our communal space?»

Like Luda says, move bitch

Get out my fooking way

Their food is basically

Just super great big new potatoes

Saying I can’t communicate

How beautiful this tuber tastes

I never want to brush either tooth

Don’t need a tube of paste

Plus they run the red light district

Check the zoo displays

So best watch your step in the neighborhood

Of heterocephalus glaber cuz

Or you’ll be made to change your name

To a new one like Bethany Davis does

Beware 'cause they’re braying for blood

And they’re ready to cripple a crip

It’s as if you were Dre and they’re Suge

What?

you thought this was,

A hereditary monarchy?

Nah, the queen hustled hard

And took over the colony

Survival of the fittest

This is what she’s good at

Rising up the ranks

By fucking up the other hood rats

These OGs roll deep

Up to three hundred soldiers

Each keep to their role

In the mole fleet

But this isn’t Sparta

This is modern day Somalia

So if there’s pirates hearing this shit

You aren’t so hard are you?

They live in massive burrows

As big as actual boroughs

They’re sabre-toothed sausages

That’s David fricking Attenborough

These crafty buggers

Are the only mammal packing blood

That’s cold so they’re literally

Cold blood bastards, that’s another fact

They’re as good at back up

As running forward

From the sound of it

They run the underground

That’s blooming baller

Let me tell you something awful

Old age is coming for you

And it’s unavoidable for us

But your boys are immortal

Oxygen’s an option

They can take it or leave it

They safely respirate

In places apes couldn’t breathe in

And have you ever seen

A naked mole rat getting cancer?

No you haven’t so don’t try

To give a different answer

Have you ever had the thought

How the name «naked mole rats»

Sounds like a Kevin Smith parody

With an adult cast

Mother nature baked these babies

Up on full blast

And any lame attempt to be greater

Than them’ll fall flat

So fucking fall back fool

Before you feel the full wrath

Of the motherfucking

Buck naked mole rats

This is a rap

About the naked mole rat

In case you didn’t know already

And so I guess that

I just have to name it

The naked mole rap

It’s a pun

This is a rap

About the naked mole rat

That’s fairly obvious

And so I guess that

I just have to name it

The naked mole rap

The naked mole rap