the death to a tyrant FT: KYSkul...

(trumpet fanfare)

 

THE REIGN OF A TYRANT IS OVER

its me the bitch you love to hate

my demise is the shit that you celebrate

i can diss you without hestiate

 

like Casino im sadly still known

siding nudes on my broken iphone 10

i know you bitches dick riding and wanna stomp on my thang

when it comes to hiphop im superman

 

 

THE REIGN OF A TYRANT IS OVER

Two chains, two guns, he bipolar

Listen to every word that I slur

I don't give a fuck, like a senior citizen

This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son

 

She likes the way it hits her lips

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

A rebel tho, I dont hold my lips

By The Water, Au Revoir To My Audience

 

 

im still blabbering yabbering my rhymes like your average joe

there a supanova on my back dick riding in my group

some bitch yapping how i got RGT wrong

i go headstrong with my coffee

 

everyone around me is a zombie

talking on and on saying "kris you suck"

yeah i suck wanna know what i suck?

tired of these mother fuckers putting up with my shit

 

let lose your the fucking king

like a shepard i can wrangle all you bitches

put yall into your place no one can phase me

its the death of the tyrant and im still on top

 

 

 

THE REIGN OF A TYRANT IS OVER

Do yall bitches really need closure

Yep its over, demolished, finished you see?

Im the real king y'all fuckers gotta see

 

Dickriding like Yung Jack

begging his ass of to get into a record

get that mans head in straight his raps make me wanna kys

THE REIGN OF A TYRANT IS OVER

 

 

To the death of a god, what’s was it like feeling pain

To the death of a god, what was it like running out of champagne

To the death of a god, im glad you got caught

What’s it like to have so called immortality, it must be pretty shitty

Like your personality, it’s proves that you feel guilty

What’s it like to have humanity in your hand, why can’t you listen to my demand

You ruined everything that i needed to thrive, how am I supposed to survive

Dear god, is there even an afterlife, or show I end it with a knife

Why do I feel like I rose from hell to heaven, to the death of an veteran

Can you close the curtain, show the me truth, show me your version and does it run smooth

To the death of me, I’ll write in my will, to kill if I die with a pill, take it, to pay a visit

I’ll keep it explicit, now that is the true spirit, anyways

If I die with a bullet in my body, kill everybody, if I die without a 200 prop album

I’ll drop another as a phantom, maybe this one won’t be random

Like maybe even platinum, some things even god Cant even fathom

To the one that cause me to die, some things I can’t even petrify nor identify

But just to clarify, I have to testify for it, like a lamb waiting for slaughter

Before I go, can I at least fuck your daughter? Can’t wait no longer

Just end me now, thats an order, what’s it like having a disorder

I don’t know, what’s it like disrespecting people, technically that is illegal

Patriotic like a bald eagle, but I promise you im not evil, just cerebral

Now where is the sequel

 

 

Here here!

Im still here even though everyone hates me

Dont remind me that i never had the time to

finish my homework go to bed late

and you cant do shit cuz you

dont know me lotta them bitches

dont even know all they know is my name

and mty wish for fame my brother got detained

for doing drugs though

i couldnt give a shit one more album and ill win