[Intro: Sample]

"Captain Caaaaaave-maaaa-aaan!"

"Set free by the Teen Angels from his prehistoric block of glacier ice comes the world's first superhero, Captain Caveman!"

[Intro: Zae da Blacksmith]

A spear head on a stick, my club for hunting

I still do my thing on the unga bung'

Said I can still start a fire, smashing rocks together

From a stubborn old tribe and we gon' stop (never!)

[Verse 1: Zae da Blacksmith]

Ayo, faith truth music, the one thing we do

Apologist said hit ya with the bing-bang-boom

This for my head-bangers, the bell's rung, no longer hunger

Step out the cave, dragging my knuckles like unga bunga

We still praising God, proclaiming His name reigns

Yeah, we still spitting bars and saying the same thing

So I'm old, huh? I'd say I'm consistent with my history

Our boy's switching up his style though, Themistocles

But this bar, though, the kicks is harder

We don't bow down to serve Zs, get your guard up

I still spit the same thing on stage

Old-school, old fool, represent the Stone Age

Got no new message to kick or innovate

I go do what I do and rap of the Lord's grace

Still, the beats are tough, the bars are hard

But that's the way I like to bless the mic for the Lord

[Hook: Zae da Blacksmith]

I'm a caveman, repping the Stone Age

Live off the land, hunting, weapons of bone, blade

I'm from an ancient clan, a dying breed of trailblazers

We discovered fire, B

Still living in the bush where I hunt my prey

Beats in the wilderness where I hunt my prey

I do the thang thang, don't dance or slow jam

I'm Kool & the Gang, Bam-Bam, the grown man

[Verse 2: Zae da Blacksmith]

Unga Bunga, Encino Man, time machine

This strong man music, no tight jeans

Some things I like just the way that they been

I like rapping hard bars about God and no, I don't sing

I like tough snares and hard kick in my song

Big John McCarthy, let's get it on

Ring the alarm, run to the truck, fight fires

Construction booths and truth from Bible writers

These are a few of my favorite things

Like when my daughter said "bing-bang-boom" that's got a ring

So I ran with it, that's how it made it into my lyrics

I'm making what I'm digging, ain't caring about a critic

I been rapping theology, that has not been a gimmick

And I'm praying that the same is displayed in the way I live and

Tryna make truth [?], like old Puritan [?]

What proof texts don't get from that ancient scroll, you know?

[Hook: Zae da Blacksmith]

I'm a caveman, repping the Stone Age

Live off the land, hunting, weapons of bone, blade

I'm from an ancient clan, a dying breed of trailblazers

We discovered fire, B

Still living in the bush where I hunt my prey

Beats in the wilderness where I hunt my prey

I do the thang thang, don't dance or slow jam

I'm Kool & the Gang, Bam-Bam, the grown man

[Verse 3: Zae da Blacksmith]

Jesus Christ, still King and Rock of Ages

So I still let the pen's ink spill on these pages

I still got a little something to say

Apologist put the beat on play, we gon' slay

Still Christcentric though, whoa, I'm no Evangel

I feel I'm dope but I know when I can't hold a candle

Gimme a second, I'mma show you what I can do

I'm a blacksmith so I'm slamming like hammers on anvils

I like the noise I make when I let the metal clink

Ain't scared of making didactic records to let 'em think

I cut it straight, I'm a regurgitator

Consistent with history's saints, preserving data

You can say that I'm stuck in the past

'Cause this that good old-fashioned stuff that'll last and still blast

If you consider me dope for the things that I wrote

That's Kool & the Gang and all, but I'm tryna give you this hope, you know?

[Hook: Zae da Blacksmith]

I'm a caveman, repping the Stone Age

Live off the land, hunting, weapons of bone, blade

I'm from an ancient clan, a dying breed of trailblazers

We discovered fire, B

Still living in the bush where I hunt my prey

Beats in the wilderness where I hunt my prey

I do the thang thang, don't dance or slow jam

I'm Kool & the Gang, Bam-Bam, the grown man

[Outro: Sample]

"Unga bunga bunga!"

"Unga bunga bunga!"

"Unga bunga bunga!"

"Unga bunga bunga inga binga binga bunga"

"Aaaaaaaaaagh!"

"Ha ha! You're old"