Fake King Mutiny I (Interlude)

All right, here we go

Here we go

Here we go

Here we go

Here we go

Yeah

Young star boy

There's a world full of decoys

Fake fan boys

Detroits, fake Dilla

Fake crowd noise

Fake Rolls-Royce

Fake Frank You-natra

Fake pulled pork

Making pigs out of pearls

Delivered from your Father

Fake laced honor

Real flattery

Making you believe its the karma

Fake creeds

Fake dear lords, faking you out to play god

Carte blanche yeah

Blowing conches to your complex

You're just pan seared conscious

Cooking gold calfs to awaken fake worship in your mantra

You'll take the charm over honor

Now that's the new garnish

Tickle-minded, fickle-minded fake culture compass

Michelin stars

Straight dine ya' to a mistress

Little girl

You just a little boy's wish list

Don't gut your holy conscious for the listeners

Prostitutes for Pharoah's targets

Fake Gospel charmers on fake Samsungers

To blow, get numbers

Green Room M&M's

Cross money launders

Dough for show

No Gospel for the souls

This is money over God in a sushi roll

Fake ministry clothes become fake monasteries

Then real mosoleums for the masses

Full of gold

Quenched Spirit, no soul, oh

The Gospel get twisted

When it's sold

B-boys

Money boys

It's getting old

This how a mutiny

Of fake kings go

Inside, outside

High rollers

Take a dive