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2: Palace of the Kings (unrecorded)
- //Verse 1 (00:14/00:15)
- I remember times we'd be sat on [springs, ](My old estate was called springs or Springfield and also sat on springs as in up and down 24/7)
- With no doe for clothes and a plan to be Kings,
- So were cutting up tings closing multiple wins,
- Bro's were sitting on pins commiting all 7 sins,
- As the,
- Walls move in closer devil on my shoulder,
- I already told you I'm older and bolder,
- I'm holding a boulder so I can move out of this place,
- Can see it in my face the pain that i embrace,
- Is the same shame that I have to [hide in my safe,](Double meaning for hiding my feelings and hiding illegal shit in a safe)
- Don't fuck with mine don't lie to my face,
- Waste my time you dont wanna get laced,
- Chat about 9's is a crime everytime every rhyme that I spray,
- Flap around me and you gonna get drenched,
- Cap about fiends G these wannabe mini me's,
- Really these glimmer in my image he's,
- The synergy of road mix with [divinity,](We talk about being made in God's image)
- //Verse 2 Choppy flow, off beat i think idk
- Put easily he mows over these,
- With [kosher beats hes most to eat,](Kosher as in legit but its also the Jewish version of halal)
- Hopefully you won't be dinner he,
- Eats MC's like they were groceries,
- They won't believe and after he's,
- A snack to eat he's back to beats,
- Back to back hes back in black,
- His track is [grim I have to reap,](My opponents track is grim, refers to being a grim reaper and being in black the line before, as in I'm back in my reapin mindset)
- Fast as clean his raps a treat, actually,
- Nought thoughts crossing bout pen,
- Bossing this pad I'm reem writing again,
- I torture them with thoughts that he can spawn with ease,
- Switch up my flow next up I know,
- I'm up and go like foot patrol,
- Get up and flow you're next to go,
- I fill your [show with clouds of smoke,](putting on a show as in fronting but also shows sometimes have smoke machines and refers to spitting flames)
- //Verse 3
- Your fronting everyone you know,
- How you're stunting on ho's,
- Shotting 70 0's capping blotties you blatantly don't,
- You painted the target show us were the yard is,
- Not for the faint of heart but the art is,
- Scrape his face all the way down the carpet,
- Hit him n park it hard then ,
- Sorry beg your pardon darling,
- But fronting like your hard is retarded,
- Ending pretenders getting discarded,
- Leave you in the garden feeling lethargic,
- Looking at the stars thinking your back on your hardship,
- //Verse 4
- These streets will feast If your weak or not with it,
- Don't feed the beast Its a one way ticket,
- So your sitting in the thick of it,
- Thinking if it's trickery Your not as sick as this,
- Your bitterly jittery, a slippery history,
- An Injury inquiry, artillery mysteries,
- It's not an antiquary, rotisserie victory,
- Deliver your misery, Stich your snitchery,
- Goodbye liberty, this is my liturgy,
- Feel my acidity consider possibilities,
- With fluidity, solidity, lyrical anomaly,
- Liquidity, he's properly rigid these,
- Heed the humidity, brilliancy of,
- skilful ability, Feel my aridity,
- Versatility, my literal affinity,
- The dignity deficiency,
- Visually timid his,
- Alkalinity's indignity,
- //Hook (Follows melody in pitch)
- So
- How these fuck boys,
- Gonna test me,
- It's just noise,
- You couldn't best me,
- Your girl knows,
- I'm a real g,
- Left her clothes,
- On my backseat,
- In the taxi,
- Blazing dank weed
- Eyes glassy,
- Tryna move keys,
- My whole teams,
- Gonna succeed;
- Never could I be
- Another patsy.
- //Verse 5
- You ain't on this,
- You ain't on that,
- You take the piss,
- With all your chat,
- Watch your lip,
- You might get slapped,
- Load your clip,
- Or you might get clapped,
- Big 45 and it digging in my hip,
- Pull up outside and I'm letting off a clip,
- Tricky with the trigger only happy till the click,
- Hunting with his Bruni custom cutting through the bits,
- Loving every minute of it suttn I wouldn't miss,
- Coming for you sudden better toughen up abit,
- I'm a Roughen Loving, Subtle Rotten, Stomach joking,
- Place putting, Chase ducking, Head butting utter brother bitch,
- //Verse 6
- I love how it slides out when I click that button,
- Straight outta my right hand and into the other,
- I must take this time to say sorry to my mother,
- Cause all i ever did was for you and my brother,
- Just another number in the gutter,
- An utter mother cutter if you fuck with my brothers,
- Rather be a lover, but bluffers gonna blubber,
- and stutter bout gunners,
- But I make mutter suckers suffer,
- Cut a runner fucker like runny butter,
- Im the sun in the winter,
- And im the [thunder in summer,](Refers to being rare or unique)
- You're discovering a,
- Deadly mother lover undercover,
- On blaster they couldn't muster the guts to,
- Master the task so, Pass me the racks,
- //Verse 7
- The racks, The rails, The cash,
- The bails, The grass, The sales,
- The mass, The scales, The packs,
- The tail, The mash and the The bales
- Know I smile when I slash,
- And then I blaze my holy grail,
- The bales, The mash, The tail,
- The packs, The scales, The mass,
- The sales, The grass, The bails,
- The cash, The rails and the The rails
- Make a splash when I clash,
- only the best will prevail,
- The racks, The rails, The cash,
- The bails, The grass, The sales,
- The mass, The scales, The packs,
- The tail, The mash and the The bales
- Know I smile when I slash,
- then I blaze my holy grail,
- The bales, The mash, The tail
- The packs, The scales, The mass,
- The sales, The grass, The bails,
- The cash, The rails and the The racks
- Make a splash when I clash,
- only the best will prevail,
- //Hook (Follows melody in pitch)
- How these fuck boys,
- Gonna test me,
- It's just noise,
- You couldn't best me,
- Your girl knows,
- I'm a real g,
- Left her clothes,
- On my backseat,
- In the taxi,
- Blazing dank weed,
- Eyes glassy,
- Tryna move keys,
- My whole teams,
- Gonna succeed;
- Never could I be
- Another patsy.
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