Crate Diggas Palace
Down the steps of Crate Diggas Palace
Carry no malice, only wine inside a chalice
I feel imbalanced, when an MC wants to challenge
Against my talents, I'll leave wondered like you Alice
I'm calloused, got thick skin, never let a bitch in
Say you couldn't handle my heat? Get out the kitchen
I'm Gordon Ramsey, glad you cant stand me
Talkin' to a man with no fans or Plan B
I can be a big dick if you diss me
Might get pissy, and erase your family history
So listen missy, go ahead and grab my sippy sippy
While I spend some time and rhyme from here to Mississippi
Living simply, dope since an itsy-bitsy
Watching Unsolved Mysteries, leaving niggas Swiss cheese
(Brother, freeze! This man's undisputed
In deep-rooted funk smoke that leaves your brains booted)
The last starship has been shot down
I'm hot now, who else around elevatin' Ox sound?
I'm locked out, so I carve my own crossroads
An unholy man who stands with no apostles
Modern day madness, lookin to establish
A tiny bit of order in the chaos with a passage
Skies seem dark, the light is my purpose
Feel the plates shift underneath the earths surface
Cursed Stoop Kid afraid to leave his stoop
Dippin' out inside a coup, making off with the loot
Carry no malice, only wine inside a chalice
I feel imbalanced, when an MC wants to challenge
Against my talents, I'll leave wondered like you Alice
I'm calloused, got thick skin, never let a bitch in
Say you couldn't handle my heat? Get out the kitchen
I'm Gordon Ramsey, glad you cant stand me
Talkin' to a man with no fans or Plan B
I can be a big dick if you diss me
Might get pissy, and erase your family history
So listen missy, go ahead and grab my sippy sippy
While I spend some time and rhyme from here to Mississippi
Living simply, dope since an itsy-bitsy
Watching Unsolved Mysteries, leaving niggas Swiss cheese
(Brother, freeze! This man's undisputed
In deep-rooted funk smoke that leaves your brains booted)
The last starship has been shot down
I'm hot now, who else around elevatin' Ox sound?
I'm locked out, so I carve my own crossroads
An unholy man who stands with no apostles
Modern day madness, lookin to establish
A tiny bit of order in the chaos with a passage
Skies seem dark, the light is my purpose
Feel the plates shift underneath the earths surface
Cursed Stoop Kid afraid to leave his stoop
Dippin' out inside a coup, making off with the loot
Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Walker
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