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King Slim3Tim3
- [Intro –Whispered]
- Flatline… beep… beep…
- They thought they buried the king…
- But kings don’t stay down…
- Slim3Tim3… wakin up…
- Time to step back to my throne…
- [Chorus]
- I got shot in the back room, three times, no flinch
- One through the chest, one in the shoulder, appendix got pinched
- They left me leakin on the floor, thought the crown was finished
- But I’m crawlin through the coma, clawin back to my throne, bitch
- From the hospital bed to the top again
- Every scar on my body got a story to defend
- They tried to take the king, now the king back with revenge
- Slim3Tim3 resurrected –bow down, this the end
- [Verse 1 –Slow, menacing]
- Woke up in the darkness, tubes in my nose
- Heart monitor jumpin like it already know
- Doctors whisperin “he ain’t gon make it” –wrong
- I heard the devil laughin, told him “hold my throne”
- Bullet in my shoulder screamin every time I breathe
- Chest got a tunnel, wind blowin through like tha leaves
- Appendix gone, but I still got the guts to scheme
- Turned my pain to a crown, now I’m wearin it supreme
- They pulled the plug on the old me, I flipped the script
- Became the ghost in the machine, reloaded the clip
- Every night in that coma I was fightin with the reaper
- Told Death “not yet, nigga, I still got people to ether”
- [Chorus]
- I got shot in the back room, three times, no flinch
- One through the chest, one in the shoulder, appendix got pinched
- They left me leakin on the floor, thought the crown was finished
- But I’m crawlin through the coma, clawin back to my throne, bitch
- From the hospital bed to the top again
- Every scar on my body got a story to defend
- They tried to take the king, now the king back with revenge
- Slim3Tim3 resurrected –bow down, this the end of your reign
- [Verse 2 –Building energy]
- Shoulder still click when I raise this mic
- But I grip it tighter than the grip they had on my life
- Appendix missing, stomach hollow, still hungry for the top
- Every bar I spit now got that surgical chop
- I seen the light, but I turned around and walked back
- Told the angels “I ain’t ready, got a kingdom to snatch”
- They stitched me up crooked, now my smile got an edge
- Every scar a barcode –proof I beat the ledge
- They thought the throne was vacant, thought the king was erased
- But I’m the glitch in the matrix, puttin fear in they face
- Came back from the dead like it’s nothin, casual
- Now every opp that shot me lookin for they own funeral
- (Half sung )
- Beep… beep… beep…
- They pulled the plug…
- But my soul said “nah”…
- I’m Slim3Tim3…
- And I’m back for my throne…
- [Final Chorus)
- I got shot in the back room, three times, no flinch
- One through the chest, one in the shoulder, appendix got pinched
- They left me leakin’ on the floor, thought the crown was finished
- But I’m crawlin’ through the coma, now I’m standin’ on my throne, bitch!
- From the hospital bed to the penthouse again
- Every scar on my body tellin’ where I been
- They tried to take the king, now the king back with revenge
- Slim3Tim3 on the throne –long live the king, amen!
- (Outro –Fading beeps turning into trap hi hats)
- Crown back on…
- Throne reclaimed…
- They shot the king…
- But the king don’t stay slain…
- Slim3Tim3…
- Forever.
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