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Luca Rosso - Pixel Godfather Lyrics



Luca Rosso - Pixel Godfather Lyrics




[Intro]
Sunday dinners, power games
Uncle's stare, nothing's changed
Digital thrones, same old ways
Family ties in the tech age

[Verse 1]
Watch my uncle work the room, calculated every move
Head tilts and interruptions, that's how dynasties improve
Mama's pasta getting cold while he's playing 4D chess
Teaching lessons with his eyes, yeah, that's how you manifest
Silicon Valley soap opera, same shit different day
Board room battles, CEO's thinking they're Shakespearean plays
Altman got the boot then pulled the uno reverse card
Like my uncle flipping scripts when the inheritance got hard

[Chorus]
Power ain't about merit, it's psychological war
Whether Sunday dinner tables or behind boardroom doors
Playing god with algorithms while we're keeping score
Just my uncle in a hoodie, seen this shit before

[Verse 2]
Performative masculinity, tech bros flexing hard
Trying to look like warriors while they're swiping credit cards
My uncle did it better with his subtle mafia ways
These Valley boys are soft, man, it's all just for display
Succession planning looking like a Game of Thrones episode
Family dinners turned to proxy wars, that's how it goes
They think they're revolutionaries, changing all the rules
But they're just like my uncle, treating people like their tools

[Bridge]
Power flows like data streams
Through the veins of family trees
Tech or blood, it's all the same
Just some men who can't behave

[Verse 3]
Calabrese whispers echo through the server farms
Digital empires built on good old-fashioned harm
Uncle's tactics copied paste in Silicon Valley's game
Different pasta, same old sauce, power's still the aim
F*ck your meritocracy, it's all about the plot
Who you know and how you play the cards that you've got
From Sunday dinner drama to the tech world coups
Same old power hungry bullshit, just with different views

[Outro]
Watch them dance like puppets in their billion-dollar shows
While my uncle laughs in silence 'cause he already knows
Power's just a game of chess played over Sunday meals
Tech or blood, the truth is power's all that's real
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English

[Intro]
Sunday dinners, power games
Uncle's stare, nothing's changed
Digital thrones, same old ways
Family ties in the tech age

[Verse 1]
Watch my uncle work the room, calculated every move
Head tilts and interruptions, that's how dynasties improve
Mama's pasta getting cold while he's playing 4D chess
Teaching lessons with his eyes, yeah, that's how you manifest
Silicon Valley soap opera, same shit different day
Board room battles, CEO's thinking they're Shakespearean plays
Altman got the boot then pulled the uno reverse card
Like my uncle flipping scripts when the inheritance got hard

[Chorus]
Power ain't about merit, it's psychological war
Whether Sunday dinner tables or behind boardroom doors
Playing god with algorithms while we're keeping score
Just my uncle in a hoodie, seen this shit before

[Verse 2]
Performative masculinity, tech bros flexing hard
Trying to look like warriors while they're swiping credit cards
My uncle did it better with his subtle mafia ways
These Valley boys are soft, man, it's all just for display
Succession planning looking like a Game of Thrones episode
Family dinners turned to proxy wars, that's how it goes
They think they're revolutionaries, changing all the rules
But they're just like my uncle, treating people like their tools

[Bridge]
Power flows like data streams
Through the veins of family trees
Tech or blood, it's all the same
Just some men who can't behave

[Verse 3]
Calabrese whispers echo through the server farms
Digital empires built on good old-fashioned harm
Uncle's tactics copied paste in Silicon Valley's game
Different pasta, same old sauce, power's still the aim
F*ck your meritocracy, it's all about the plot
Who you know and how you play the cards that you've got
From Sunday dinner drama to the tech world coups
Same old power hungry bullshit, just with different views

[Outro]
Watch them dance like puppets in their billion-dollar shows
While my uncle laughs in silence 'cause he already knows
Power's just a game of chess played over Sunday meals
Tech or blood, the truth is power's all that's real
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Writer: Ivan J.
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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