Kings - CunninLynguists, Sheisty Khrist

Sire of sires, hiding behind squires

Similar to the emperors transparent attire

My guillotine swings and kings become silent

Let the blue blood run red to make violet

Let the brand new blood shed define violent

Fighting over the chair that’s highest up in the air

The crown lives forever for never a lack of heir

How do lambs try to come to lay claim to a lion’s share?

Everybody claim to have a kings just cause

Most wanna be the king just cus

Its become about as mindless as Midas minus the touch

Or a search and seizure of Ceasar’s whole harem of sluts

Minus the nuts

Top of the mountain is much colder

Coming for the crown that’s rapped round ya molar

Striking to bring fin to a shit eating grin

Most made men turn maiden

Few are brave till the end

Yes!

They playin checkers not chess

Check the way that I move on the set

King shit

On the throne leaning, leg across the armrest

Gold chains draped on my neck

King shit

I seen guys with dreams they had wings to fly

Get crushed like flies

King shit

The king dies, and darkness will touch the skies

But the sun shall rise

King shit

You can bow or watch your bough break

If the King swing leave you looking like some round steak

You just jest

Punch you in your clown face

Fire turned flesh

Turn you into pound cake

Smokin something loud as the crowd

When this castle forged steel came round to ya brow

And ya crown fell

I’m flyer than the ravens

Carrying the news on your new found enslavement

Any last words for your tombstone engravement

As laymen lay with yo ladies for payment

Cool enough to pull a coup in a coupe

That weak talk make me sick, somebody brew me some soup

Any regrets I’ll let you brood in a noose

When I come home to roost get reduced (hol' up!)

And fuck ya flag you need trust for truce

Death to anyone who cuts you loose

I’m talking that king shit

Yes!

They playin checkers not chess

Check the way that I move on the set

King shit

On the throne leaning, leg across the armrest

Gold chains draped on my neck

King shit

I seen guys with dreams they had wings to fly

Get crushed like flies

King shit

The king dies, and darkness will touch the skies

But the sun shall rise

King shit