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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They call him David the giant slayer
Ripping mics like hot cakes, same flavor
Legends and legends for days on days
Stacked up high in a glass case maze
Spider-Man dioramas, web in the frame
Full of Punishers, all in that same lane
Figs on figs, every shelf got a story
Plastic got shine, but the room got glory
He pulls up slow with the box still sealed
Eyes go wide when the vault gets revealed
Every rare drop got a place he keeps
Bro got grails like most folks keep receipts
[Pre-Chorus]
Count it up, then count it again
One more shelf, then he’s back to ten
He don’t chase hype, he curate the flame
Every new piece know his name
[Chorus]
David the giant slayer
David the giant slayer
Figs on figs, that’s the way he play it
David the giant slayer
Spider-Man on the wall
Punishers lined up tall
Legends and legends, he done stacked them all
David the giant slayer
[Verse 2]
His bro say, “Man, you really went in”
He just grin like, “Nah, I’m just beginning”
Fresh out the case, still got that gloss
New shelf built, but the old one’s lost
Tiny city scenes with the figures posed
Every corner got that collector’s code
Helmet marks, battle scars, tiny paint chips
He knows each one like family pics
Late night hunt in the group chat thread
One rare pull and the whole block lit red
He’s got that eye, that patient stare
Finds gold where the rest don’t care
[Bridge]
When the package drops, he don’t even blink
Tape gets cut and the whole room syncs
One more legend, one more name
Same kind of fire, different frame
[Chorus]
David the giant slayer
David the giant slayer
Figs on figs, that’s the way he play it
David the giant slayer
Spider-Man on the wall
Punishers lined up tall
Legends and legends, he done stacked them all
David the giant slayer
[Outro]
Hot cake hands, he move too clean
Shelf full of power, sharp and mean
They call him David when the giant falls
David the giant slayer, standing tall
Details
GeneratedMay 18, 2026
Duration2:56
LanguageEnglish
Style
Boom-bap hip-hop with a head-nodding pocket, dusty drums, chopped soul stabs, and a playful mid-tempo swing; verse rides on stripped kick-snare and scratched vocal chops, pre-chorus tightens with bass walks and handclap fills, chorus lands with stacked doubles and chant ad-libs on the anchor phrase. Add reverse cymbal swells into each hook, record-crackle texture under the intro, and a brief filter sweep before the final chorus. Close-mic lead vocal, crisp and punchy mix with warm low-end
Credits
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Prompt
They call him David the giant slayer.. ripping mic’s like hot cakes, he got legends and legends for days. Spider-Man dioramas .. displays full of punishers. Figs on figs.Marvel collector like his bro
