The Last King of Scotland (feat. QueenPalm)
Jethro
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Ladies and gentlemen It turns out I was wrong about my future My revolution will be televised And to quote the Hindu scripture Now I am become death, destroyer of worlds I speak for the weak Everyone who feels they don’t have a voice Or feels put upon by others You don’t have to feel that way anymore I walk tall with the swag of a letterman Keep a big stick, keep quiet, I’m King genuine Looking for advice F*ck pencils, I’ll go and pen you in A hardened veteran Molded young inside the lion’s den Taught early to roam earth and devour many weaker men Caring for the young and the innocent Chaotic zen Do as I say, for I’ll show you not what I do In the business of empires, there’s never room to be really you Inherent vice, the terrible iron price For keeping an iron fist and an iron smile to govern mice They always panic when I’m gone like they’re smothered lice But I return serving the devil’s pie in the form of heaven Come get a slice Queenpalm on a pedestal, no break in the team We dictate and pass judgement like Idi Amin Take the word of a peasant king who’s seen simply the worst Who’ll never consume a morsel til his people eat first It’s Jethro, ain’t no time to be sober Get your drink and your smoke on, it’s over People gather ‘round to inhale the doja Breathe it in deep, maximum exposure Meet your new king, he’s bringing the new order Do what thou wilt, or taste brick and mortar I dig my heels in to make you face forward I’m king horror, I’m king horror Niggas fear me Cause I’m descended from Pretorian guards Other than that, I’m flawed Mother birthed me against all odds She always told me that it was all about god But enough about me Let’s talk about niggas ‘round here doing features for free Lazy fucks around here always going one speed But imma do my best to go and plant a new seed While riding on my steed The next Takimbe You can see my finger waggin I deserve some braggin Jethro still slappin Check out the dossier Resumé of good rappin Gold medals, no slackin How many? STOP ASKIN Put the pedal to the metal Sure to come up into overdrive Rebel with a pencil, I’m working overtime It’s ready to change the game But you can call me Goldeneye I’m shooting with the best of em, but who am I But call me famine Crush the castle like I’m Ganon My people demand it Here you’re open handed cuz you ain’t understandin Position at the top is what Queenpalm is demandin We’ve been planning the coup for a long long while Absolute assault from a crew with a new style I’m a man of action despite all the words Stop all the back and forth And get on board with your new kings It’s Jethro, ain’t no time to be sober Get your drink and your smoke on, it’s over People, gather ‘round to inhale the doja Breathe it in deep, maximum exposure Meet your new king, he’s bringing the new order Do what thou wilt, or taste brick and mortar I dig my heels in to make you face forward I’m king horror, I’m king horror No one can pronounce my last name So I cast a spell on them, they in they last phase Conquest don’t rest bitch or it’s a bad day Winning, no losing, wasn’t bred to take last place You motherfuckers acting stupid hoe I’m bearing flames man, I’m not Mojica anymore Hand grenade, blow the place Call that endo smoke White horse with a white cloud exiting the cloak Throne of ideas, admired like Lord Akira Prolific as f*ck, and producing like Michael Gira Destroying your illusion of Zanarkand with the spear To show you the cornflake, you see it now in the mirror From our camp, violent stones were rarely thrown But you get in your feelings and spit live from the porcelain throne So relax, and check your tone Or I’ll make the call to Tone With Mojica in the tuck, I advise you don’t get him in his zone Eli’s fucking lyrical, none of y’all can throw stones Even now, I’m ready to take a bow and go home And I haven’t even mentioned the secret weapon, Durone And by extension, I treaded dimensions into your dojo Not as fly as you thought, your team’s falling apart I haven’t even begun to charge the laser beam, no ultralight or ultra instinct It’s just me Next to the other three Breaking free, and doing the best job at being ZJG I’m over y’all’s heads My red redemption will leave all dead Or in excruciating pain Just enough to get up And randomly stumble through the rain But I’m paradigm shifting The rain is in me So, what did you see I saw, I saw what I could become Yes my son, what else I saw everything that you’ve been keeping from me for all this time Wait, what I think now, I’m ready to take it back Whoa whoa whoa whoa, what do you mean I saw my future I don’t think you know what you’re talking about What you saw was a projection A projection No, what I saw was my potential future Calm down And you know what You have held it back from me too long Calm down Goodbye Wait, no NO
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Written by: David Weatherspoon, Elijah Lane, Matt Mojica, Zachariah Guilbert
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