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Uh huh, Ideal october London
Pooney on the beat (yeah)
And we got the Butcher in this bitch
Yo, Ideal, I got you on this let's go

I never claimed to be a deity or God
But when they seein' me, they nod
I don't believe in these facades
Fame's a fever dream mirage
Just yankin' on my chain
Like a Vietnamese massage
But takin' offense to crossin' over
That's what keep me on my guard
See, as a teen, ain't need a job
It was way easier to rob so, yеah
I took a couple losses just
To evеn up the odd
Mad snakes be double-crossin'
If they creep up on my lawn
Bet my double barrel shotgun how
They meet they great beyond (Uh)
Take a week to make a song
Some people think that's way too long
Take the weak and make 'em strong
Songs creating kings from pawns
I'll sleep the day I'm gone
My nights greet the day at dawn (Hello)
Breathing trees to keep me calm
Feeding the streets I came up on
I spread the cheese like Grey Poupon
To all my OG's and day ones
Before the meek inherit earth and them
Same sheep get preyed upon
I'll put the flame to the beat
Serve the streets my famous filet mignon
And just in case I'm wrong, this time
The Butcher came along
(The Butcher comin', nigga)

They tried to spite me, they treadin' lightly
I kill 'em politely, talk to me nicely
If they throwin' shade
Then I'm right where the sun be
If you only remember one thing
Let it be the crown not the chain on my neck
Not even the fame or the checks, just
Let it be the crown
Came to name my claim as the best
And I'm stayin' 'til my reign's in effect

They tell me, "Kill 'em with kindness
" but soon as it stop workin'
Do it the old fashioned way
Shots fly like they Doc Erving
True, I can rhyme circles around
You with live verses (Live verses)
And since y'all don't give a f*ck
I'ma make sure they die virgins
It's past gettin' my flowers
Overachiever, 'member Shay told me
"You a leader
But you don't know your power"
I'm thinkin', did Malcolm wonder
That that picture with that gun in the
Window would turn to memes, posters
And album covers?
Uh, who made you gangsters? (Who?)
Y'all crew makin' statements
They want me stuck to the wall like
That blue tape you paint with
They tell me I think I'm better
How? We all from the sewer
(We all from the hood)
'Cause bein' an entrepreneur is like
A narcissist to 'em
But I broke down the politics
Squeeze guns like condiments
All the shit I did and I'm still here
That's astonishing
Visioned myself winnin' 'fore I
Hopped in this lane
Like Mike saw himself hittin' them
Big shots in the game, it's Butch

They tried to spite me, they treadin' lightly
I kill 'em politely, talk to me nicely
If they throwin' shade
Then I'm right where the sun be
If you only remember one thing
Let it be the crown not the chain on my neck
Not even the fame or the checks, just
Let it be the crown
Came to name my claim as the best
And I'm stayin' 'til my reign's in effect

And when it comes to drugs and music
I'm only fuckin' with the purest
Third verse is schedule one
Both the judge's and the jurors'
Verdict is murdered it
As my words burden conservatives
I'm mixin' urban bourbon with my curvy
Topsy turvy bitch
Gettin' twisted like a tourniquet
Too lifted for the turbulence
Kick raps that act as nourishment to
Kids trapped in that recurring skit
Laughin' at the rats who flipped
Like acrobats at circuses
'Cause they lack the facts they had to
Have to capture that we purchased it
Before I had a rap sheet
We ran track meets and tournaments
Detoured and resorted to running
Backstreets and burglaring
Back when vaccines was the last
Thing that had us worrying
My path was that of a trap king
'til this rap dream diverted it
I learned your past ain't permanent
It's action that reverses it
I went from movin' keys to being
Burt Bacharach with words and shit
While you passin' that refurbishment
Imagine what you and yours could get
With compassionate burning passion and
A fraction of encouragement but instead

They tried to spite me, they treadin' lightly
I kill 'em politely, talk to me nicely
If they throwin' shade
Then I'm right where the sun be
If you only remember one thing
Let it be the crown not the chain on my neck
Not even the fame or the checks, just
Let it be the crown
Came to name my claim as the best
And I'm stayin' 'til my reign's in effect

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