Ultramonk 9 - Ain’t Easy Being MEan (Official Music Video) ft. King Krooked Kane- Trump Dance Parady

Mini Donald Trump parady dances thru the streets of downtown Oakland CA. This is the official music video for the Hip Hop-R&B/EDM song Ain’t Easy Being MEan by the USA group Ultramonk 9 from the coming album 12 Moon-Born Tales on Weird Elephant Entertainment (.) Records. It features main vocalists King Krooked Kane, Bigg Sauce/Hannibal Now, backing vocalists In’Asetis and IMA Titan, Pocket Honore on electric guitar and stars Lil Mars Numan as mini Donald Trump. Official Song available: Apple Music Spotify Song is also available on iTunes, Instagram, Facebook, TikTok, Resso & Luna, YouTube Music, Amazon, Soundtrack by Twitch, Pandora, Deezer, Tidal, iHeartRadio, SnapChat, ClaroMusica, Saavn, Boomplay, Anghami, KKBox, NetEase, Tencent, Qobuz, Triller (beta), Joox, Kuack Media (beta), Yandex Music (beta), Adaptr (beta), and MediaNet Song is in regular rotation on 562live radio for the next month- T-Shirts & Merch are available at the following: email: ultramonk9@ Website: Twitter: @theultramonk Instagram: TikTok: @ultramonkunlimited @marsnuman KING KROOKED KANE Bio Villain form Mars Numan’s nightmares. Pervasive and entitled. Ever groping at possession. A hand in everything. Relentless. Can’t enjoy a dream without him stepping out from around a corner. Not sure where he came from or what he’s after or whether or not he even really is a king. Starring: Lil Mars Numan @lilmarsnuman Record Label: Weird Elephant Entertainment (.) Written by: Mars Numan & Freeman Powers. Music Produced by: Ultramonk including members IMA Titan, Trixx, AudioSoldier and Mobley. Art & Video by Ultramonk 9 Art by Ultramonk. Recorded August 2022 in Downtown (Webster & Franklin Streets between 15th & 12th Streets) Oakland CA. Lyrics: Mean ole soul Was a merry ole soul Was a mean ole soul was he Was a mean ole soul Was a merry ole soul Was a mean ole soul was he Here’s a li’l story ’bout the greatest nigga never known Who had a once golden heart trapped in black & blue stone Some believe he was a savior, brought the kingdom fortune and fame But at what cost and for what price did this king pay to reign They say he murdered his brother To one day claim the throne Pushed him down a wishing well And waited long till he was gone Now that he had tripped, dipped and slipped and got his boots wet There’s just no stopping dropping this creepin’ new habit With atrocities that can never be forgiven He made deals with sick spirits and other dark decisions Ain’t easy being mean Ain’t easy being king So now he lushes life of comfortable slow agony Stuck hanging low from a guilt and grimy regret tree Burning others dreams to the ground just to keep the fire lit Who wouldn’t he betray to keep and hide his bullshit What sort of man does this and then one day saves billions With water, power, food and tools to build a better nation He hugs your children endorses their education All awhile he gets rich off their indoctrination Don’t get high on your own supply or you’ll be sorry It’s a metaphor referring to the eye see And what lies inside and beneath what you think you really see In yourself and therein lies the silly farce absurdity Its tough to be king It’s hard to be seen It ain’t easy being mean Ain’t easy being me Its tough to be king It’s hard to be seen It ain’t easy being mean Ain’t easy being me Its tough to be king It’s hard to be seen It ain’t easy being mean Ain’t easy being mean Its tough to be king It’s hard to be seen It ain’t easy being me You may think I may just be that cruel and crafty crooked king If I was, do you want to know bad enough to ask me Is it good to be King is it fully stacked up to the dream Am I happy? If you was king what would you sing Its tough to be king It’s hard to be seen It ain’t easy being mean Ain’t easy being me Its tough to be king It’s hard to be seen It ain’t easy being mean Ain’t easy being me Its tough to be king It’s hard to be seen It ain’t easy being mean Ain’t easy being mean Its tough to be king It’s hard to be seen It ain’t easy being me Who knows what evil lurks in man beside his victim You’d have to ask and yes you’d have to trick him And now we come to where this crooked winding road bends And so it does til next time and so the story ends Nine times and then again