Regicide, Pt. 1

Seven
It's time for me to wake up, up, up
Time for me to stand up for what's right
Time for me to wake up, up, up
Time for me to make up for lost time
But in order to do that I gotta reverse the clock
It's called saving time
Back to when you mentioned your glock
In every single rhyme
I climbed, you mimed, I mind
I find it easy to remind myself that I lied
Let the hate become tied into me like a ride
Call it diamondback when I'm going up and I fall
Call it Vans when we off the wall
Call it lies when he's six foot tall
Just a sequel like Better Call Saul

I'll run up and feed it
The beast inside of me is screaming
He wants out, wants you bleeding
I'll let him out, let you see him
I'm done, build a wall that I climb and rise above
Not enough, make it tough, not a game, there's no more fun
Pack it up, we going out, we going up
We make 'em love every song
Make 'em feel like they're not soft
Now it's time for me to what
Now it's time for me to what
Now it's time

But the times are over
No more fun and games or funny names
I run it late to pass the pace
Up and do it again, playing the game
Kick in face and taking names
Making bank, well that was fake
One cent to our name
It's not the same as when you lie
And say that you grew up hard
No more judging people inside of your bars
It was pretty crude but you took it far
Let me take you for a drive in my car
Back roads and back streets
Make sure you lean back the seat
Or don't and you'll be a nerd
Peer pressure is that neat
Like a demon I had to defeat
Had to rise above but not in feet
In my mindset had to repeat
I was better than you, hell better than me
I completed the task that was at hand
The task that was sat before me, easy as planned
But more was out there I didn't want fans
I wanted the satisfaction of my cramps
Seeing my work come to fruition
Seeing sacrifices turn to nutrition
Seeing subtraction turn to addition
No more eating my words like they were fixings

So, I'll run up and feed it
The beast inside of me is screaming
He wants out wants you bleeding
I'll let him out, let you see him
I'm done
Rise above
No more fun
Packing up

If you've heard song number one, two, three
You would know I don't ever take it easy
Getting dissed by me is no little breeze
I summon a storm, pick you off your feet
Today I'm reclaiming the throne
Reclaiming what I lost when I was gone
Reclaiming what I got long ago
Cause it was mine all along
But the beast inside me still rapping and rhyming
And climbing and finding a way off his feet
He's screaming and fighting and bleeding and dying
Trying to find a way to reach out to me
He's skillfully flying and rising he's sighting
A new target for him to eat
No lying you're crying because I be wiping
I hope your grave hole isn't too steep
Well I heard it I'm not going back
Put down my shield it's time to attack
My boys back me up now we going fast
Going so hard that we getting jet lag
Your summer has passed it's time for your fall
Feast on you like a Mardi Gras
It's time for me to go now pass me the ball
I tried to be quiet but the silence has called, yuh
The silence has called