King’s Interlude

[Verse 1: VI Seconds]
God, I hate y'all
I don't ever want to be named with you
My game is solitaire cause I will never play with you
You a slave to the game, tryna claim respect
To the wrist of your career, I'm a razor's edge
I crave the necks, spot as a GOAT
Don't give it to me? Fuck it, then a choppa will smoke
I'm earthin' everyone, you lookin' at the waviest with cannons armed
When it fires, all y'all aired like the Avatar
White Ranger dumpin', that's a Tommy, better run in fear
Hundred rounds, brrrr, got me walkin' with the drummer's ear
Malcom Luther King X, clean but I get savage, clown
Walkin' round, hotter than a motherfuckin' dragon's bowels
Y'all quick to say you run shit, but don't chase nothin'
All this lip but, y'all don't ever say nothin'
All that heart till I make it go acapella
Twin nina's twerkin', I'll let these bitches pop together
Right now, you in a dream with a Krueger
Sleep on me, I'll see whoever's in your future
God, this Apollo mixed with Drago on Apollo Creed
Black mask, MAC blast, miss me with your Ponzi schemes
I'm on a whole different wavelength nigga
You walk puddles, I'm on a wave length nigga
Stay and get yo' ass kicked or you can choose to walk away
Fact is, you couldn't outshine me on my darkest day
I kill everything
Let nothin' breathe, let no one leave
Keep this bitch quiet, don't fuckin' sneeze
I'll keep it a buck, see this game and wanna start buckin'
These bucks you holding dear, will lose grip when the ride's buckin'
Pass me a bucket, these fuckers got me sick to my stomach
If I up and buck it like vomit, these niggas couldn't stomach
The view, it's the last of every endeavor I bodied
And wreck it fade I never bit off more than I could chew
Yeah, I'm still starvin', still carvin' my name in
Skilled marksman, pierce your heart with no aim and
Trill chocolate, skin toned young heartbreaker, boss slayer
Swervin', burnin', bumpin' Jada Montega
My role is takin' control and comin' at all players
I was focused and told myself, "Deal with y'all later"
And I see that the time is now
Guess it's time that y'all do like Mario, travel and pipe down
Right now, I'm feelin' niggas is fake
Give a fuck about a burned bridge, I swim across the lake
I feel like this shit is fate, what's hidden will come to light
Mannerly in bed, what that mean?
That I'm fuckin nice
Yeah, he's right here, the little nigga you looked at
As insignificant, throwing everything out my bookbag
Fast forward a couple of years later
You idolize the boy, and all of my peers greater, uh!
In a position to be way more flashy
My Rollie don't tell time, don't you ask me
For, any to spare, my enemies here, one look in the
Eye of the storm, you'd tell me he's scared ahead and it's clear
And these days your boy feelin' like a model
It's straight headshots like the murderer of Kennedy's here
And I'm sendin' y'all a message this year
Boy, I'm hungrier than Tyson when he's next to your ear
I been watchin', seen niggas tweetin', schemin' and plottin'
I pop on the scene with my Glock
Then I thought about it, jealousy, I wouldn't put it past you bitches
Fact is, y'all ain't even worth the ammunition
Niggas holla', "Anime was a setup"
Thing's sell, I got big, now it's time to blow myself up
Comeback better, I got bodies to catch
Battle me you're next, so that's a lot to regret
Now let's work
Cause y'all forgot who you dealin' with
Ain't shit funny, I don't laugh at blooper reels for shit
Bitch I stay on top of my meals like a condiment
Buttin' in my food, then you won't like the consequence
Now I don't claim to be a gun bar king
But it's wolf, when you hear that gun barking
I'm him, it's Mr. Break Your Fuckin' Face On Prom Night
Leavin' as the victor with a knife in a bomb fight
Every punch got you layin' with your shoulders touchin'
Cobra cluchin', your momma wouldn't fix this with Robitussin
I'm cemented in my spot, me run four box and El Chapo you gon' get drug, lord
I'm in your face, start givin' it up
You tried to step into my lane and got hit by a bus
A plane, a truck, talkin' bout the flames I brought
And now you gettin' trampled by my train of thought
I was a youngin' gettin pushed till I got good at this shit
Now I'm Craig, walkin' through your hood with a brick
Every weapon in SOCOM, yet I'm so calm
When I'm askin' if we really have a problem like, "Look dawg"
On your block I'm a new kid
Bouta take a shot at becomin' a nuisance
News bitch, you ain't seen nothin' this new since, I don't know, I'm fresher than new scents
You smell me, fresher than new scents
Genius, bouta bless y'all with new sense
All y'all niggas busy tryna play Gawd
Till you get an ass full of pool sticks
You in too deep, and I'm feelin like I'm LL
Tryna take my heaven and all of y'all niggas get hell
Kanye and Ray J on Celebrity Deathmatch
Walkin' with AK's, names on my chest strap
I'm bringing war to y'all, but you never seem to get that
Fist big as Luda's in the video for, "Get Back"
Threat, this game's what I run on sentence
To be the best, period, yet I run on sentence
Best of the new school, I'm that
No need for running herd
Light on my feet, I could stand on a hummingbird
Snatchin' up ya paper like a real bad neighbor
I'll, take your wig off like, unprepared drag racer
Fuck y'all, it don't matter if you next
Boy, I'm flexin' with Thor's hammer hangin' off my neck
Venom in my veins, I ain't talkin' from a snake
I'm talkin' symbiote, the shit that caused Eddie Brock to change
Imma, whole different tier that, shouldn't be played
So broken that, niggas don't want me in the game
But I'm walkin' in this bitch, with no intention of peace
Every artist that you bumpin' gon be layin' at my feet
Flames Bond, or Poseidon, whatever you wanna call me
To disarm me, you need to come with an army
If not, I'll just go off the fact you wishin' to harm me
To put you bitches in a box like a new Barbie
These bars be, barbie
Queuin' everybody, shootin' everybody
You, and you, and you, and anybody that you came with
I'm a barbarin' barbarian, tied up, tyin' y'all up with a lariat
Work, tryna ball like a Carter of the spits
Whether Jay-Z called or Dwayne Carter or Vince nigga
Your heart's Jell-O, you claim you a hard fellow
Bitch, I'm strong enough to beat you to death with a marshmallow
See my, whole intent's to hold this nation
And make your soul uplift like motivation
Now I, got all these rappers backspacin'
This bang got more kickback than relaxation
Understand, competitors I murder, dead
The illest one, these niggas buns, burger bread
On my shit and offin' shit, I'm off the shits
And on shit, to off the shit, I'm off this shit
You hit the switch and set me off
Now you in the presence of the mothafuckin' Gawd
Work, that's what you wanted, I got you now
You better calm down, or I'll calm you down
Brooklyn!

[Outro: VI Seconds]
That's what it is now
Ain't no more games to be played
I'm on my shit to off this shit
And I'm off the shits, when I'm on this shit
And when I'm on the shit, I off the shit
Work