King Slim3Tim3
• Written by KingSlim3Tim3
KingSlim3Tim3's Notes
Slim3 Steppin till I Die.
[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.
