Samoan Bulldozer

Songtext

[Verse 1] Born where the iron men gather Palm on the mat, broad as a batter Tongan? Nah, I’m the boulder in motion Tusks in the dirt when I step with devotion Heavy in the gaze, grave in the grin Old storms wake up when I walk in Not a costume, not a clone, not a trend I come like a landslide, corner to end Knuckles like hinges, jaw like a gate Feet talk first, then it’s too late You can hear my name in the bleachers thud Zilla in the marrow, blood on the mud [Pre-Chorus] Feel that ground split Feel that whole room tilt One stride, one myth Then the air goes still [Chorus] Zilla Fatu, bulldozer Zilla Fatu, bulldozer Second coming, stone-cold closer Samoan bulldozer, bulldozer Zilla Fatu, bulldozer Zilla Fatu, bulldozer If you came to stand, get moved over Samoan bulldozer, bulldozer [Verse 2] Heir to the thunder, heir to the roar Not here to knock, I’m here for the door Shoulders like anvils, patience like smoke One glance and the whole place chokes Carved from the current, sharpened by pride No fair-weather talk, I’m hard to confide Polished in pressure, baptized in grit Every scar on the frame says I don’t quit When the drum goes hollow and the lights feel mean I’m the slab of truth in the center of the screen No featherweight talk, no sugar-glass pose I come in like a verdict, everybody knows [Bridge] Ancestors on the back of my spine Old war drums in a modern line I don’t beg space, I take what’s mine Then I leave that silence in a chalked-out line [Chorus] Zilla Fatu, bulldozer Zilla Fatu, bulldozer Second coming, stone-cold closer Samoan bulldozer, bulldozer Zilla Fatu, bulldozer Zilla Fatu, bulldozer If you came to stand, get moved over Samoan bulldozer, bulldozer