Kingdom

Listen to the Stories
As we Speak on tape
You feel the heat
Wielded to your Cranium
Every time We Drop a track
We get it done
Send 'em home!
Give this dude a body bag
Time to toe tag, stop taking pictures
We need to get to the next case
Listen as we call out these numbers
Gotta keep track where we at?
Bodies in the back
Gotta keep track, where they at!?
Aiming to get off work on time, gotta Family
Engagement to prep for, Kingdom Come
Thy will be done! Lyrics unfold in Your Dome
As you Hear 'em, Get the Picture?
Now you can say that you see what is clearer
Focused energy, Light Penetrates Darkness
Rhymes this Epic to the Point it catches ya
With words so Captivating in the Captions
Camera, You keep the Self Portrait as a Self
Reminder of, To always Keep it Positive
It keeps you healthier
So, we made this one for you to love and hate
Cliche, Mistakes happen almost Everyday!
Run real quick back to The Grind
How else we finna Pay to Record this Line!
The Industry is Scared of Us!
Dangerous Music On The Rise!
Ras, 33, and OB VS who?
Where ya morals? You're just a mere mortal
Israelite king in a pair of rare Jordans
Him scribe him verse like him nay hear the chorus
Kind hard to find, like a hair in the forest
Beam pon the 9, carbine made fi bore yuh
At this point in time mi nuh care if dem war us
Shark to a sardine, Whale to a walrus
Me and 304's put a blade to chivalry
Work till me sore like a slave for yuh salary
Make me contemplate 'bout weight, moving calories
Peeps had enough he stuffed 8 in a Camry
Things that we do to get a plate for the Fam
Couple origami birds on the plane to Japan
Scene mad surreal, just ah pray for we land
Cautious how yuh move like when the blade in your hand
Shit hit the fan, me and Sage have a plan
Never was your man if all it take was a grand
E mediate the war and all it take was a gram
Loaned you the Kingdom, we're taking it back
Loaned you the Kingdom, we're taking it back
Just, sit back and relax
Ain't wasting no time
Gotta get to the bag
One step at a time
Yo. Sage on the track
A mage on the track
Flows are tidal waves
Keep cycling back
We hit like earthquakes
Cause we on the Map
They feelin' the heat waves
Chill out with the gang
In the Summer solstice
Tucson on the map
Getting my justice
Make her go out with a bang
They think I'm insulting
I think you're just salty
I see there is no plan B
I think I got lucky
Not everything golden
Will ever be shiny
I think it's overdue
Shit just got grimy
I don't fuck with u
I put u in the hot seat
There's no interview
I start with the roasting
I don't compare to u
My shit's everlasting
My license renewed
Plus, it's hunt season
Wait a minute, is it?
It's summer so, mmm
Maybe I should say this instead
Uhm, Yeah, that sounds bad ass
I'm gonna get them
Where's the competition?
No lyrical rappers
No rhyme, no reason
U think you'll gangsta?
I need no ammunition
I kill them, I blast them
Their raps in the trash can
Riding till the wheels fall off
Riding till I can't no more
Rhyming till I have no thought
Writing till I can't no more
Sage is on a mission, I'm after them hoes
Sage is on a mission, to keep them on their toes
Fall flat on your face
Hit you with a decline
Take some ownership
Destroying the empire
The crown should mine
This is my lucky strike
Working hard to get mine
All the pins should be mine
I have them on the radar
Rappers trapped out
No longer on the label
Rappers tapped out
I'm focused on my paper
Schedule booked out
Don't ask me for a favor
Your credit maxed out
Try to reach our level
Better put that work in
Don't ask me for a handout
Riding till the wheels fall off
Riding till I can't no more
Rhyming till I have no thought
Writing till I can't no more