Throne

[Intro]
Untouchable shit
It really is

[Verse 1: Mr. Shadow]
I came to put em in their place
With some treble and bass
This shit is sickening
The rap games a fucking disgrace
These new age rappers
Got sugar in their tank
Time to separate
The real ones from the fake
I make it troubling
Back with a vengeance
On top of the pile
Don’t forget who fathered your style
There’s no denying
That they’re trying hard
But now it’s time
To remind em
Who the fuck we are
You muthafucker
Not your average
M-R Dot keep it official
Whole fucking scene
Can change with one whistle
Left coasting
People still bumping my old shit
At least a couple grams when we roll shit
Yeah AKA the originator
They can’t fuck with your boy
So they gotta hate em
I break em down like acid
I’m laughing
All these fucking sinners
Gotta answer to their captain boy

[Hook: Misfit Soto] x2
This the place I call home
Sit right here on my throne
And though sometimes I made wrong
I always come back
To where I put it down
Where they put me on

[Verse 2: Conejo]
Off the rip
Sucka you dead
You better stay on your side
Or the canvas red
Street sweeper
Ese holding it down
The gloves coming off
You embracing the sound
Poll dancer
Bitch give me an answer
That I wanna hear
Cause I’m fixing to bang her
Gun shot
Yeah west coast roca
Ese got you stupid scared
With a dose of this coca
If I come through
Then it’s quit the talkin’
Cause I got the blocka
It leave no options
Real talk
The plazas mine
Ese you get gutted
If you cross the line
I got a contact
En Colombia
That’s cocaine bricks
Ain’t no being sober
As for you
Knock it off just stop it
Your album was a hoax
Ain’t nobody gon cop it
(Fuck outta here)

[Hook: Misfit Soto] x2
This the place I call home
Sit right here on my throne
And though sometimes I made wrong
I always come back
To where I put it down
Where they put me on

[Verse 3: Lil One]
I been talked about
But still I give a fuck about it
If you do it then just do it
Go and be about it
Alligator blood
I’m poison to your blood stream
Where do you leak?
Ain’t no suckas in my team, nah
Fuck your momma
Fuck your daddy
And his generation
Since the 90s we been doing this
The occupation
Here’s a melatonin muthafucka
Sleep it off
See me run up on your shit
Come and set it off
Rigor mortis
We the hardest
Still up in your bitch
Gotta go commit
The you know what
And fuck a snitch
We the streets
We been doing this
Since Makaveli
Hood up on the belly
Doing burpees with me celly shit
See me boogie
Come and celebrate the move
Psychedelic thoughts
Like we got nothing to lose
Shout out to these suckas
Y’all be knowing where we dwell
Made my way to heaven
Got deported back to hell, bitch

[Hook: Misfit Soto] x2
This the place I call home
Sit right here on my throne
And though sometimes I made wrong
I always come back
To where I put it down
Where they put me on