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The King's Ransom

by Napier Quinn

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King's Ransom, crown atop Sora or Ansem Man in the mirror hard to even stand him Pandora's box unlocked has the answers Key to my heart locked up by Lady Lackless Approaching white doors, no skipping no half-steps Seven things standing before me a warning Ring and white wedding dress blackened by mourning Perhaps unworn, love is often forsworn A split in timelines why i'm forever torn Bidin my time a little light yet to shine Does wanting to do good always mean you should If a man's word could cleanse the accursed Washed in the blood, real cursed shit Holding the Key to light, preparing the floods, wait Good grief, good Gates hid truth in plain sight Kept tight for too long Never meant wrong, I put my soul in every song But where i'm from, you don't get to live long Black bodies hung, black straps slung over I either blow over or pass over the baton I hope you never did me wrong, I hope we got along A long road ahead, no rest for the wicked Gold roads shining crimson, Charlie I got my golden ticket When life gives us lemons break it down and then flip it Alias name this tale could end Snicket Aye, what they saying All dogs go to heaven my nigga You afraid to die Let me ask you this You ever felt alive Let them niggas know who survived Aye On my momma make a million off the rapping never dealing My pops was always peeling, hope the lottery could heal him I feel him, money my motivator no doubt But i'm bout to drop some shit that make em ask about The Kid, and where he really came from Always moved around what woulda changed if I stayed home Reppin AVA, where they jug yo Frito Lays Just tryna get paid 'fore my foot inside a grave The same place they shot June, inside his home Round the same way you be sliding on the low So when I think about where I could really be 223's tucked under the front seats Red beams revenge the only dream that I see But me a crackbaby, born outside the eighties Chasin my dreams, i'm distracted by the ladies It's crazy, in my search for love I seen enough White doves placed on pedestals ain't holding up We all consumed by the drugs A hug could heal a heart, a shot could set the spark So I mark my own words 'fore they change em Call it suicide but they were the ones to hang em or brain em Two pops to the membrane they shame em End up only famin' em, is that the whole game Fuckin with our names Maybe it's the same shit we seen all these years Human is his fate 'to cower under fear Stand amongst the crowd can only wonder why i'm here Why my heart heavy yet it's hard to shed a tear And when I question death I always feel it near I'll be gone woah woah, woah woah Give me something, you can live on

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