Throne

All black night time, damn near invisible
Damn near invincible, mastered fear, a miracle
Act on sheer principle, to the mass appear mythical
«Relax you too lyrical, your raps are too difficult Verb»
Man you sound absurd, still amazed you even found the words
You deserve praise, you pronounced the words
Surprise, surprise I’m with the crowd of nerds
If you think you fly, we gon drown you birds
Staying low, we on the loudest herbs
You ain’t even allowed round the herd
The wolves out, sound the town alert
Prolly smoke about a pound of purp
My heart black, still rock the proudest smirk
Dark streets teach you how to lurk
Nobody ever taught me how to, how to love
Never seen the man up above, only see the man in the mirror yeah
I understand it’s much clearer now
Fuck your plans, I’m a sinner wow
And if you really there then forgive me lord
But you ain’t really fair & I was getting bored
Yeah we got the work, tryna get it off
Yeah we getting paid then we dippin off
Fuck a doubter, just a flip em off
Your hoes clothes, made her strip em off
From a different cloth, see I’m spitting swords
Now your ship is lost, you done pissed him off
When you hear the bad news, see your face might turn to stone
(Woahhhhh)
Now you far, far away thinking ain’t no place like home
(Nooooo)
Guided by the moonlight reflecting off the streets we roam
(Roammmmm)
If you looking for the Lord, you could find me sitting on the throne
(Throneee)
I could fuck with shorty, she the on-the-low type
Floating on the block, we the ghost type
Fire on my head like Ghost Rider
You know you sound like most guys
Turn you ghost then your ghostwriters
You do the most, know the least
At the feast make a toast to the most livest
Swear my life is just like a show
Everyday another episode
Why they always tryna take my soul?
They ain’t know I’m a soul rebel though
See my heart black, ice cold
Now all I know is beastmode
They don’t fuck with me, I just let em go
Yeah yeah I just let em go
My heart black, ice cold…
They always tryna take my soul…
I’m a soul rebel though…
You don’t fuck with me, I let you go
When you hear the bad news, see your face might turn to stone (Woahhh)
Now you far, far away thinking ain’t no place like home
(Nooooo)
Guided by the moonlight reflecting off the streets we roam (Roammm)
If you looking for the Lord, you could find me sitting on the throne (Throneee)