Welcome to Atlanta
(Beowulf Style)
by Roger and Nick

We was just livin under the swamp
sizz, bubbly, pop,
Blow fire out the top
Try. Betcha can’t stop.
What I’m doin to your man I’ll do it again.
Got one pinned, just know I’m sin
Now I know you can’t handle the vandal named Grendel
Watch, as I dismantle.

I’m comin for you Grendel, and you know it
You’re scared, but you try not to show it
Ooooh, what? You can’t handle me?
You try to grab me by the throat, to make me bleed
Oops! Wrong thing.
I know you didn’t know
Who’s gonna find you

Who?

Some old man fishin
How you’re arm’s a missin
And you hatin on me cause you know he’s dissin
What, got somethin else to say?
Or is you got too many teeth missin?

Forget this ish, clean my dish,
I’m leavin, headin back to the swamp
Cause my arm’s a bleedin

Victory is mine, every time I grind,
I never hesitate, when my life’s on the line
I done it, I did it, it’s over---Grendel’s dead
Now here’s his arm---I’m goin to bed.

Here I come, like a terror in the night
Grab my son’s arm and a quick bite
Rip off you’re head, and throw it on the hill
I feel much better now, I think I’ll just chill.

The time has come, I’m ready to start
Gonna take you down, tear you apart.Come on and gis ta me, be sure you don’t miss me
My son come home like a tattered toy
I’ll teach you to mess with my baby boy!
I put a curse on your man-made sword
Now ya can’t hurt me,you’re goin down hard.
Slap ya, throw you around,
hit ya so hard you’re head hit the ground
it rose you up, offa you’r feet
time to kill you, now you’re done
gonna tear off you’re arm, like ya done to my son.

Ummm,---sorry, you’re the one done
It’s over, gotch you’re sword
Now whatcha gonna do?
Now you’re done—in just one, two
Struck ya with fury, despairing of life
Now no more little, ugly troll-wife
Thrust at your throat, broke through yo bone rings,
This stout blade stabbed right through your fated flesh
And now look at this bloody mess
Now I’ll watch as you sink to your death.

Now home I go to collect my gold
Become King of the land and that’s where I stand
For fifty years, protecting the folks from monsters and yokes
Until one day the beast awoke
Now here I am again, goin out on a limb

I’m protector of the gold and I watch it as I grow old
Don’t take from the snake with wings
Cause I’ll kill ya straight up, split yo spleen.

“I found it, I found it, I found some gold!”

Who stole from me?
Who dares to steal, what you want to be,
My next meal?
I’m the top of the food chain,
burnin ya, bringin nothin but pain.
The Leader of the beast
If Beowulf steps, he’s gonna feel defeat.
Stop, ya better run while you can
Cause I’ll always be the King of this land.
You hit me with the sword. What did it do?
Bounced right off, snapped into two
Now I gotcha worried, ya heart is racin
Tore outcha throat, now I’m desecratin.

Didn’t they tell you Beowulf is who you’s facin?
All that did is just make me madder.
Now you dead,
I’m gonna make you think, you wish you hadna
Though my homies hand was burnt, he helped me out
Stabbed, pushed and turnt
You know you’re fadin, and fadin fast
You can barely breathe so you fire won’t last.
I summon my wits, and draw my dagger
Cutting and keen and slit asunder
You with the blow that was a blunder
Now you’re dead, and you’ve been defeated
I still whopped you boy, even though I was cut, bruised and beaten.

Well, everyone, this was my last fight
I’ll ever fight, now I’m gonna go
Cause I’m startin to see the light.