2: Palace of the Kings (unrecorded)

 

I remember times we'd be sat on springs,

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,

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,

 

 

Put easily he mows over these,

With kosher beats hes most to eat,

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,

 

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,

 

 

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,

 

 

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,

 

 

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.

 

 

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,

 

 

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,

 

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,

 

 

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,

 

 

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.