King of Surprise

I done seen the monster, ain't nothing to explain
Excuses are for the birds, better yet... the flames
You was always ostentatious, have you no shame?
Crawl back under that rock from whence you came
You're just a crab from the bucket that done grew a pair of bat wings
Riddled with disease and the fleas that the rats brings
When I suffered my misfortunes, you was cackling
Pro'ly burning candles as the moon was in its waxing
You need the vaccine...'cause your sick in the head
I remember all the fucked-up shit that you said
You stuck your foot out and you put out one trip to my leg
Like paper, you thought that chu was finna rip me to shreds
I'm fresher than lavender Fabuloso
The rap virtuoso with the gross, grandiose flow
You never had my back, your sorry ass was a no-show
You're a bozo, I'm still a spectacular mo-fo
You're overdue your karma like an outstanding balance
Your little come-up you done had's a temporary allowance
Serendipity and luck ain't tantamount to talent
And you could never touch me, and you know it... so you're silent
Now, do I look like I'm Booboo the fool?
Give me a break like what kids are known to do to the rules
You's a snake; you'll sell me out for the rubies and jewels
Somebody burn some sage,your brand of voodoo was cruel
We finna turn the page to the inclusion of banter
Of your confusion and your delusions of grandeur
You's a leech, you're a plague, a cancer
Allow me to oblige you this extravaganza
Been seen right through you, watch you shatter, you glass
I ain't no exhibitionist, but I could flash
You couldn't stand the thought of being succeeded, surpassed
And I wasn't finna kiss your ass

I wear a crown that glows in the dark
Shoo-shoo, peasant, make your departure

(I'm the king of surprise
Let me make it flash like the gleam in your eyes)

I wear a crown that glows in the dark
Shoo-shoo, peasant, make your departure

(I'm the king of surprise
Let me make it flash like the gleam in your eyes)

You expect for me to be civil, be merciful and gracious?
Miss me with all that shady bullshit and that fakeness
Your brain made the Escape From Krypton; it's weightless
At best you can only gain proximity to greatness
I'll leave you eating your crow on some bon appetit shit
I'll rock your boat like Aaliyah and leave you seasick
I'll pull your card, make you fold like a leaflet
While you pro-cure a bro-chure full of bullshit
Here's my thesis, my muthafucking dissertation
Presentation, I'm fighting the-temptation
Like Cuba Gooding Jr. NOT to flash, see rage is
The sensation of our situation
Got me stressing and raising my blood pressure
I was hopeless, practically homeless that last semester
Truant to the lectures of my college professors
Tryna ascertain some fate out of conjecture

(I'm the king of surprise
Let me make it flash like the gleam in your eyes)

I wear a crown that glows in the dark
Shoo-shoo, peasant, make your departure

(I'm the king of surprise
Let me make it flash like the gleam in your eyes)

If I ain't give you my personal number, do not hit my line up
Or disrespected is how you will wind up... I will put your
feelings in a peppercorn canister to grind up
You stooped to a low so deep that chu can't even climb up
The nerve of you, calling yourself being shady and saucy
Yet, I Mutombo any Molotov you toss me
You acting like you ain't violated is where you lost me
You said you was "wiping [your] hands clean" of how you crossed me
I said I was "riding this 'til the wheels fall off"
I see your moral compass, it is still all off
You're like a pervert tryna get a thrill all off
Like an onion, every layer I 'ma peel all off
You're a plagiarist, a fraud, and a charlatan
I'm the real-deal, no debate, no arguing
When I was penning your homework, you were marveling
You couldn't let the kid shine, you had to target him
Own that shit... and then I might respect you
And don't be having captain-save-a-ho's coming to your rescue
You're the last person I would ever stand next to
And I could give a rat's ass if that there upsets you
If you only knew to me, you look goofy
You make a nigga wanna hock up a loogie
And spit it at your raggedy ass... oh absolutely
But I'm better than that, see that would not behoove me
We got a history mired in toxicity
You lurk in the corner hissing maliciously and viciously
That slope with chu is slippery, that trope it ain't no mystery
You hoping that your trickery would open you to victory
Now, let's get this shit straighter than a perm
When I say this, know I'm being my utmost firm
To you and whomever the fuck else it may concern, know that
You don't hold a candle nor a match to The BURN



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Writer(s): Malique Starks
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