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I'm the shit, use your throne as my toilet seat
I demand the King's ransom for royalty
I deserve a mansion, I'm royalty
Address me your majesty
The form on your dynasty
The old one was diamond see
I am your highness, please
Address me your majesty

It's been classic, this classic of old art
Urban black Smith, black fisted Mozart

The dream for the soul to the old laws
Gather round, we can know, watch it, throw far
New king has ascended a ghost, yeah
Crown me your majesty, oh lord
Majesty, oh lord (oh lord)
It's been classic, this classic of old art
Urban black Smith, black fisted Mozart

Stay cool the north king must be colder (ah)
Exhale now I look like a smoker
The hail me as King but when hell freezes over
Well I reign supreme and that's hell on your shoulder
Rain drops feel like a boulder
Drowning in a pool of your cold blood
Suffocate them kings, nothing in lungs
Hold your breathe I'm the air to the kingdom

All the stars and galaxies
Address me as your majesty
So better say your majesty
I might react irradically
Throw you in the fire
Purifier
I'm messiah
My empires on the rise
You better find yourself a place to have it
Crazy farmers say it
Twas my name divine I'm aiming high
Go look in my face or eyes
Take your bow and save your life
Glory to the emperor
My temperature is rising
Always higher, getting violent
All these silencers are silent, shhh

The dream for the soul to the old laws
Gather round, we can know, watch it, throw far
New king has ascended a ghost, yeah
Crown me your majesty, oh lord
Majesty, oh lord (oh lord)
It's been classic, this classic of old art
Urban black Smith, black fisted Mozart

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