Lyrics
Uh-huh
Yeah
Two-fifteen
I get on my jawn, when I perform, I grab the bull by the horns
You probably should try the doors, I body you maricóns
My dynasty alliance full of firearm carriers
Kings who pull strings like a Stradivarius
His imperial highness is smart as smart appliances
Sharper than the Academy of Arts and Sciences
Thought's a scientist, plus what tragedy to triumph is
Try, try again, I rule the night with an iron fist
An indication that you're close to dying, I am this
The Black Moses, black roses, black violins
When niggas go up against the choir, the sire wins
It ain't no way to try and cleanse true leviathans
I'm hardwired, but it's barbed wire
I took that vanity, threw it into the bonfire
Some iffy shit transpire, them guns gon' fire
I never see my reflection, I'm like a vampire
Your empire expired, don't test the Esquire
I'm blessed, the messiah, no less than fresh
I am the best, you just tired, the fuck, is you stupid?
This is true grit, I'ma call it the new shit