I'm the shit, use your throne as my toilet seat
I demand the king's ransom for royalties
I deserve a mansion, I'm royalty
Address me your majesty
To form a new dynasty
The old one was dying next, see
I am your highness, please
Address me your majestyIt's been classic, this classic in gold art
Urban black Smith, black fisted Mozart
Requiem for the souls of the old us
Gather round we can all watch the throne fall
A new king has ascended, a ghost ya'll
Crown me your majesty, oh lord
Majesty, oh lord
Oh lord
It's been classic, this classic in gold art
Urban black Smith, black fisted MozartStay cool, the North King must be colder
Exhale, now I look like a smoker
They hail me as king, but when hell freezes over...
Will I reign supreme?
And that's hail on your shoulder
Rain drops feel like a boulder
Drown in a pool of your cold blood
Suffocate dumb kings, nothing in lungs
Hold your breath, I'm the their to the kingdom
All the stars and galaxies, address me as your majesty
So bad to say your majesty, I might react erratically
Throw you in the fire, purify you
I'm the sire, my empires on the rise
Better find yourself a place to hide
Your place to find, but say it twice
My name divine, I'm aiming high
Don't look in my face or eyes
Take a bow and save your life
Glory to the emperor
My temperature is rising
Always hot, it's getting violent
I need silence, I need silence, shhRequiem for the souls of the old us
Gather round we can all watch the throne fall
A new king has ascended, a ghost ya'll
Crown me your majesty, oh lord
Majesty, oh lord
Oh lord
It's been classic, this classic in gold art
Urban black Smith, black fisted Mozart
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