Castle (feat. Coh) (RE-UP)
• Written by KeyJ
//Had to reupload it so it would get on explore//
//Verse 1, Key J// (0:07)
Hah...
On the grind since a lil' yellow seed of mustard
I'm only here to disappear with all my demon brothers
Need some cover, I'll hold up and I won't even budge
I'll rap until I die, or if I'm fine, then 'til I need some crutches
Cause fuck death
I'll grab his scythe and I could slay the reaper
It's off respect, that's why I'd never beg or pay for features
Or play for keeps, no playing defense
Cause when you want to make some peace you never make a screen
Or make a scream, at 'em, raise the frequency, at 'em
And you know it's real hard if you feel in each atom, damn
Get your kids, madam
Cause you don't wanna see just how I point the steel at 'em
And ride 'em back in the back of my G-Wagon
Get your feet tapping, dum-de-dum and stomp your shoes
Playing GTA, I'm aimless, but there's cops to lose
The DEA can glaze it, while I'm gazing on the roof
Audience love the audio, I'll put them on it too
I don't give orders, I give choices so no need prattle
Charge 'em forward, to the border where I keep power
Send 'em in hoards atop their horses when I need battle
All my supporters got their quarters in the Key's Castle
//Verse 2, Coh (1:27)//
All these bitches got opinions like “I pick” but I breeze em’ like a ice pick
Leave you whining like a fed up waiter yelling “I quit!”
What do you see me as? The Manager or the Karen?
Cause some of y’all treat others like some bad parents that leave their kids to be picked up by white vans
I ain’t gotta rhyme to make a point but some of y’all cry about it like I’m appointed to
You claim you a snake but ya coil ain’t wrapping nothing my re-coil the only thing that rapping venom
And as I’m writing this my lines so hot I got a nose bleed and I ain’t talking sexual appeal
Yeah cause I battled Looney-Ryhmes and they got tossed in the looney bin
Battled KQT and they were more Christian but I still cleansed em like a sin
Got rigged against an advanced symbol but I’m still advancing
Speaking of letters and symbol thanks to Kalli helping me with tips of skill
This verse prolly finna get me sone hate but I’d rather speak out my mind then be a slave on a plate I ain’t getting pushed around never a day
I ain’t Santa but all this smoke got me higher then the roof with a chimney then crashing down to the bottom line cause it’s cap
You can say I got hyperthermia the way I can’t choose between to spit it like lava or icy
Go ahead and pick a opp I’ll ring em out in the ring like a sponge mop
Hasn’t even been a minute but I’m still refreshed after I minute made it
Make em’ flinch like a alcoholic step dad that “woke up on the wrong side of bed”
Then suffocated his own son with a pillow-bed
//*Muffled screams* forget it.//
//End 2:17//
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KeyJ
Member since January 29 2025