Brick Castle
There's only one king, there's only one crown
So the rest of you are gonna go down
There's only one king, there's only one crown
Ghost rise from the dead, I'll put you back in the ground
Wait, who is it?
It's Brick
Y'all begging for a part two
Saying what I said I should undo
I will not cause I did it better than you and faster too
And speed limit crashing through, I'm passing you
And by the way this rap thing, I did it better than you
Yeah, I'm hungry, I'm boutta eat
With passion, I'm blasting all over this beat
They say my raps gas, I light it with heat
I know I rap fast but it ain't all about me
Y'all got nothing left for me to own
I'll eat it up like a watermelon
I'm the greatest like the man of the show
You say yes, I say no
I rap with some fire, you rap like a runt
I burn this stuff up like a cigarette bunt
Y'all leave no space to rap for fun
You get on the beat to bring no love
All my fans are bricked up for the next one
All yours are as soft as a feather
So let me know when you get it together
And stop crying like a river
You can have your crown back boy take it
Made of plastic anyway but keep faking
Feels like candy I'm taking
From a baby, stop waking
You're honestly lucky that I'm even giving you the time of the day
You're getting rusty, lackluster skills are going away
Ghost, cause I can see right through your illusions
I call that an intrusion
Like a shoelace, I loosen
Cause I keep on improving
Insult me and I lose it
Unlike a dare I be truthin'
This fool spit, but the world spins
And he spends all three cents
That he gets from rapping
If it had a grade, I'd give it an F
If I call it foul does that make me ref?
You said you couldn't hear me before, does that make me deaf
I can hear mumbling, grumbling
You're fumbling through every bar
You're struggling and crumbling
Do I need to tuck you in?
To keep with the pace I'm setting in
Getting comfortable, I'm resting
This place I'm in is soft
Unlike your princess palace six-year-olds play with
Maybe I exaggerated when I called you a king
This is the last thing
The last song about you I'll be making
I can go further, I can do better than this
Like every girl has said in your bed
But let this song replay in your head, let me rest
Hmm, king? that's not right
Princess
So the rest of you are gonna go down
There's only one king, there's only one crown
Ghost rise from the dead, I'll put you back in the ground
Wait, who is it?
It's Brick
Y'all begging for a part two
Saying what I said I should undo
I will not cause I did it better than you and faster too
And speed limit crashing through, I'm passing you
And by the way this rap thing, I did it better than you
Yeah, I'm hungry, I'm boutta eat
With passion, I'm blasting all over this beat
They say my raps gas, I light it with heat
I know I rap fast but it ain't all about me
Y'all got nothing left for me to own
I'll eat it up like a watermelon
I'm the greatest like the man of the show
You say yes, I say no
I rap with some fire, you rap like a runt
I burn this stuff up like a cigarette bunt
Y'all leave no space to rap for fun
You get on the beat to bring no love
All my fans are bricked up for the next one
All yours are as soft as a feather
So let me know when you get it together
And stop crying like a river
You can have your crown back boy take it
Made of plastic anyway but keep faking
Feels like candy I'm taking
From a baby, stop waking
You're honestly lucky that I'm even giving you the time of the day
You're getting rusty, lackluster skills are going away
Ghost, cause I can see right through your illusions
I call that an intrusion
Like a shoelace, I loosen
Cause I keep on improving
Insult me and I lose it
Unlike a dare I be truthin'
This fool spit, but the world spins
And he spends all three cents
That he gets from rapping
If it had a grade, I'd give it an F
If I call it foul does that make me ref?
You said you couldn't hear me before, does that make me deaf
I can hear mumbling, grumbling
You're fumbling through every bar
You're struggling and crumbling
Do I need to tuck you in?
To keep with the pace I'm setting in
Getting comfortable, I'm resting
This place I'm in is soft
Unlike your princess palace six-year-olds play with
Maybe I exaggerated when I called you a king
This is the last thing
The last song about you I'll be making
I can go further, I can do better than this
Like every girl has said in your bed
But let this song replay in your head, let me rest
Hmm, king? that's not right
Princess
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Burns
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