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Imma Flush'em
And by the way 
Assi saare rap game de darbaar me 
Don't mind ye khiladi saare andhe, aaja 
see that dude in the middle with a crown

crown until it reaches down into your own toes
Only then, may I allow love in
Not something that goes by, much like henna on skin, no
What I'm lookin' for

for a crown of bananas
And a throne of lies in God’s name.

Existencial virgins  are begging
Before the dwarf of subtraction
For a land of stillness

a queen with yuh owna crown 
Tek a seat on throne
Stay by my side, girl nuh leave I alone
Angels are there and no demons around
No need to fear, we just

Read, align as these pages turn to wine
Written by the hands of men that feed you bigger lies
Late at night, you stop and wonder why
If the father's

the sour to hold off dread despair 
And torture
This earths she a scorcher
Lawd it's hot
They can't hold me down
Nigga I rock this rusted crown
On my throne

Born a heir to the throne 
Raised to uphold control 
Through vice and lust 
The unholy crown is earned 

A sovereign deity so wicked 
Wreaking havoc,

in royal GOLD but
Keep yo Chrome
Cause wearing that crown
Weighs a heavy price
Shit it might cost yo' life
Our identity was stripped by
Those who white

the noblemans eyes
A whirling storm of mist
Shall carry the monarchs into victory

On thrones raised by sorrow
With crowns forged with blood
We rule in endless

And I'll let the whole world know of your holy reign
When I look around I keep seeking your face
New mysteries keep being revealed by your grace
And I hope

I swear that we'll be in charge
Who the one who kill though
Who the one who complimented by the real though
Who the one who throwing souls above

I'm Knocking at you door
I could see you nervous by looking at your pores
I'm cleaning out the drawers
Take the garage out
Time to do the chores
You

to pieces in the day of evil...

A king of fierce countenance rise,
The final world empire revived; the peace of rome,
The beast and its throne; it is

her smile
Like its fuckin Colgate
Beat his ass
But I ain't want a court case
Uh yeah
Lifes a bitch
And then you die by suicide
I multiply why would you

Week one four by four I'm
'bout to start with it
Reality ain't no dreams I got my top spinnin'
Jay & 'Ye better watch the
Throne cause I'm coming

High in a tower 
feeding off the weak 
A crown of flesh 
A throne of bone and skin and teeth 
Ripped from decadence 
To face their sin and suffering 

the green tour thousand islands
Don’t make a sound, hold it down
top of the throne with the golden crown
give you a moment to focus by then I’m a own this

are a curse,
It could be better or worse,
My liege lord growing,
While I on the throne showing off, 
My gold chain glowing, 
It's a monarch mazeltov,

Wake up and smell the coffee, I'm back now
Thanks for keeping my throne warm for me, pal
The man with the cape
The crown and the scepter
Out for a while,

ashamed every now
I don't wanna be the king
But the last spitter
That they had on the throne was
A disgrace to the crown any man I provoke
He ain't safe

the clues it Came out the blue call me insane king of My Throne

Sinister with these fingers I write rhymes
Yall Stuck on the timeline get a couple likes

too so you can wait and see
I'm pissed about authority, so I'ma take the throne and just enjoy the seat

Now we got the stash in the back and my tracks

the throne - see I came up in silence 
Don't play me down small - better give me respect - or I handle wit' violence 

Pull up Bimmers - stunting on dreamers

You've brought us nothing but despair
Death without compare
War has ravaged all our land
And now we're going to stand

You will atone
Give up the throne