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Apocalyptic like written in scriptures, like mixed in elixir, I scale up like Richter
Maybe cryptic but always ambitious, I pray for the money but not too religious
On a mission, I'm climbing this mountain, I'm leaving a trail for those who would doubt it
They end up missing, they searching for bodies, I never look back cause there's no one behind me
Plant the flag, take the land, where's your mans? The ghost of the prophets beside me
What's the plan? Show your hands, we can dance, I'll always protect my society
Like a king on the scene, gangsta lean, tip my 40 for the memories
Mr. Clean, shining like my jewelry, on Mount Silver's where you find me
On Mount Silver's where you tried me
For those of us climbing to the top of the food chain, there can be no mercy
There is but one rule, hunt or be hunted
Gladiators throwing bows, bloodlines on the floor, just to break the mold
Shiny chrome off the dome, cutting through skin and bones, just to take the throne
At the peak always cold, always ready for the foe, just to take your soul
Persian rug on the floor, activated from the door, how can you find me
Tunnel vision when I flow, Kentucky Derby for the hoes, sovereignty the goat
Past the line then I'm gone, cashing out millions, type of shit I'm on
Yeah you know I just go, never mind the fucking flow
Yeah you know I got it, yeah you know I'm by the door
Crack it open for the smoke, the king of this mountain