(Verse 1) Her name's Lara Croft and this Is the way that she started off: She hits land, stranded In the wreck of the Endurance She probably should have got better insurance The challenges ahead are gonna test her performance So endurance is of the utmost importance Limited ordnance, She'll really have to use her wits Now the developers appear to have reduced her tits Dragon's Triangle, Here's a house of lunatics Darker than the night sky during a lunar eclipse No clips to put into the gun, you know and No gun so it's a good job she brung her bow Unarmed, Not Locked, Loaded, Lara Croft Going hard with a longbow, Depart you with one blow Prognosis: a disarmament pronto Shots popping off as if there was a lock-in In the bar with the Cointreau, Top row combo From the coast of the Arctic to the heart of the Congo Lara's banging heads harder than Bongo's And angering her enemies, like a mom joke
(Hook) Tomb Raider's a tune that'll invade your brain Get in her way and she'll make you taste the pain
(Verse 2) Shh. This is the bit of the track In which I kill it with triplet raps It doesn't particularly add to the narrative But it's a blast There isn't a faster Brit on the map Who's spitting as wicked as that So I suggest you give it a clap Or I'll give you a slap An aristocrat whose bars are hotter than ovens Did I tell you the fact that Lara Croft is my cousin? I'm dropping a dozen hip-hoppy productions a week To leave you properly buzzing, and it's costing you nothing I'm pretty sure than Nishimura should be hitting the record button Soon as I walk up and talk upon Tomb Raider Like a doomsdaying saber-toothed soothsayer 'Til then I'll see you dudes later Touché huh?