KINGS

As I proceed to go dig through an old crib Hold kids as I plunder through a pharaoh House Thug Bones in gilded apparel piss But arrow heads then let the marrow out I Literally won't leave litter since I've received the Brita
And when the sea leaves the land, who will feed the rivers, huh

Crazy busy, make me, make me miss ya even when I'm with ya If a phone calls in the Club, but the music is too loud around to hear it Do I still have to clear it

Example now I don't let samples in my lyrics Myth be told, 60 souls perished in the Parish bill Wrote a pair of wills on 50 scrolls with a pair of quills Answered the question Americause

Ameri kills Been living inside in envelopes with a pair of sills
Tall man like terror bills downfall from a pair of stilts wearin' heels, that's high as I Proceed to find silver line in a stalagmite cat eyes and scarab crowns on a black grace Too wave

Not to see bubonic plague in your rat face practice on the uttering until it lactates then Begin the buttering of the pancakes push it to the margin flood the garden to the land Lakes

Associate with mates who spit inside of they handshakes, yeah
Pharaoh, pharaoh, pharaoh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

As I walk through the shadow of San Fernando Valley walking like fingers how, how they Rally on pianos up and down the dial until I WKRP, in Cincinnati

Let's settle on the station like Last gas for 100 miles may I have this last dance

Grab her hands then proceed to do the running child Vindaloo the stomach growls Introduced to something wild
Until we see civilization, Walmarts and Chick a fallacious

Patience, our art isn't intimidation
But you can't process the progress
If you get your style cues from outta Complex nah nigga, that ain't hot
No, no and no shots, no boas and no thots

I walk em over the motorboat on the yachts to go so sober on all the shirk and on Overdose on salats, huh
Francis Ford Coppola spoken plots
Hyannis Port localists rollin' in open drops

Titanic corpse smoking from opening those with chops lycanic moonlit leader lock in with Loaded Glocks, huh



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Writer(s): Tyler Antonius
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