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Fair is foul and foul is fair...
Trust no crown, trust no heir...
Walked through war, sword in hand, I was loyal.
Duncan said, “Noble,” made the soil royal.
Witches spoke, now my brain in turmoil,
Crown on my mind, blood in the coil.
“Two truths are told” – my fate been sealed.
Thane of Glamis, of Cawdor – surreal.
But what’s the cost? Got a heart to conceal,
False face on show, got truths to repeal.
Crown in blood, can’t wash it clean,
Out, damn’d spot – know what I mean?
Look like a flower, but I sting like a bee,
Macbeth the king, but it’s not what it seems.
My queen said, “Do it, don’t delay,”
“Unsex me now,” she led the play.
Told me, “Look sweet, let the serpent slay,”
Now I wear the crown, but my soul’s gone grey.
Sleep no more, got murder on my head,
Banquo watching, I see the dead.
Feasts and ghosts, can’t break this thread,
I smile in front, but inside – dread.
Crown in blood, can’t wash it clean,
Out, damn’d spot – know what I mean?
Look like a flower, but I sting like a bee,
Macbeth the king, but it’s not what it seems.
🎤 "Crown in Blood" – Macbeth Drill Track
(Intro – whispered like the witches)
Fair is foul and foul is fair...
Trust no crown, trust no heir...
(Verse 1 – Macbeth’s Ambition)
Walked through war, sword in hand, I was loyal.
Duncan said, “Noble,” made the soil royal.
Witches spoke, now my brain in turmoil,
Crown on my mind, blood in the coil.
“Two truths are told” – my fate been sealed.
Thane of Glamis, of Cawdor – surreal.
But what’s the cost? Got a heart to conceal,
False face on show, got truths to repeal.
(Chorus)
Crown in blood, can’t wash it clean,
Out, damn’d spot – know what I mean?
Look like a flower, but I sting like a bee,
Macbeth the king, but it’s not what it seems.
(Verse 2 – Lady Macbeth & Power)
My queen said, “Do it, don’t delay,”
“Unsex me now,” she led the play.
Told me, “Look sweet, let the serpent slay,”
Now I wear the crown, but my soul’s gone grey.
Sleep no more, got murder on my head,
Banquo watching, I see the dead.
Feasts and ghosts, can’t break this thread,
I smile in front, but inside – dread.
(Chorus)
Crown in blood, can’t wash it clean,
Out, damn’d spot – know what I mean?
Look like a flower, but I sting like a bee,
Macbeth the king, but it’s not what it seems.
(Verse 3 – Fall of Macbeth)
Witches lied with a half-spun truth,
“None born of woman” – they twisted proof.
Macduff came back with a scarred-up truth,
“From his mother’s womb,” yeah, that’s the move.
Birnam wood marched like a prophecy drum,
Each step closer – I knew I was done.
Tyrant’s fate – can’t hide, can’t run,
Sword through pride, kingdom won.
So heed this tale, power corrupts,
Blood on the crown, kingdom erupts.
Kings should be just, not driven by lust,
Or like Macbeth – you turn dreams to dust.
Witches lied with a half-spun truth,
“None born of woman” – they twisted proof.
Macduff came back with a scarred-up truth,
“From his mother’s womb,” yeah, that’s the move.
Birnam wood marched like a prophecy drum,
Each step closer – I knew I was done.
Tyrant’s fate – can’t hide, can’t run,
Sword through pride, kingdom won.
So heed this tale, power corrupts,
Blood on the crown, kingdom erupts.
Kings should be just, not driven by lust,
Or like Macbeth – you turn dreams to dust.
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