King status
Chilling like a villain
So I been savage
Ching cash it
Blacker than black and I'm back and they mad that I been snapping
Been spazzing
Been jacking
Ben, Azmuth now I'm Vilgax-ing
Still taxing
They still asking
When's your next shit?
Have you been napping?
F*ck rapping
How's being average?
Blazed a path couldn't be imagined
Spade in the mass had them bitches clapping
Back of the class now I'm making magic
Making havoc
Getting massive
Black Bob Ross
This ain't your pallet
All 10s better peep the talent
MVP
Nothings a challenge
This shits imbalanced
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
They say they call me young terrorist, suburban antithesis
Felt that back in '07, at that daycare with other kids
Tip and top like roll 7, missin' one because Samuel hit
Squeaky tops, like run 7, piece nugget in rocket ships
Found myself a little snack
I went straight into mackin'
She ain't like an O'Shea, so yeah I cried getting sappy
Miss my life in old days, like the floozy goon fashion
Now my life is ok, and yeah I still been an actor
Still young, I wanna do shit in spite
I really wanna go left left not right
Don't really need a girlfriend I need wife
But silly ass black niggas ain't they type
And silly ass wack niggas make they night
How silly though is that nigga that ain't right
You better stay back nigga's bark and bite
For really though cuz that nigga's lost his mind, nigga
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
O'Shea The Wicked - KING MARCH Lyrics
O'Shea The Wicked - KING MARCH Lyrics
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King status
Chilling like a villain
So I been savage
Ching cash it
Blacker than black and I'm back and they mad that I been snapping
Been spazzing
Been jacking
Ben, Azmuth now I'm Vilgax-ing
Still taxing
They still asking
When's your next shit?
Have you been napping?
F*ck rapping
How's being average?
Blazed a path couldn't be imagined
Spade in the mass had them bitches clapping
Back of the class now I'm making magic
Making havoc
Getting massive
Black Bob Ross
This ain't your pallet
All 10s better peep the talent
MVP
Nothings a challenge
This shits imbalanced
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
They say they call me young terrorist, suburban antithesis
Felt that back in '07, at that daycare with other kids
Tip and top like roll 7, missin' one because Samuel hit
Squeaky tops, like run 7, piece nugget in rocket ships
Found myself a little snack
I went straight into mackin'
She ain't like an O'Shea, so yeah I cried getting sappy
Miss my life in old days, like the floozy goon fashion
Now my life is ok, and yeah I still been an actor
Still young, I wanna do shit in spite
I really wanna go left left not right
Don't really need a girlfriend I need wife
But silly ass black niggas ain't they type
And silly ass wack niggas make they night
How silly though is that nigga that ain't right
You better stay back nigga's bark and bite
For really though cuz that nigga's lost his mind, nigga
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
Chilling like a villain
So I been savage
Ching cash it
Blacker than black and I'm back and they mad that I been snapping
Been spazzing
Been jacking
Ben, Azmuth now I'm Vilgax-ing
Still taxing
They still asking
When's your next shit?
Have you been napping?
F*ck rapping
How's being average?
Blazed a path couldn't be imagined
Spade in the mass had them bitches clapping
Back of the class now I'm making magic
Making havoc
Getting massive
Black Bob Ross
This ain't your pallet
All 10s better peep the talent
MVP
Nothings a challenge
This shits imbalanced
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
They say they call me young terrorist, suburban antithesis
Felt that back in '07, at that daycare with other kids
Tip and top like roll 7, missin' one because Samuel hit
Squeaky tops, like run 7, piece nugget in rocket ships
Found myself a little snack
I went straight into mackin'
She ain't like an O'Shea, so yeah I cried getting sappy
Miss my life in old days, like the floozy goon fashion
Now my life is ok, and yeah I still been an actor
Still young, I wanna do shit in spite
I really wanna go left left not right
Don't really need a girlfriend I need wife
But silly ass black niggas ain't they type
And silly ass wack niggas make they night
How silly though is that nigga that ain't right
You better stay back nigga's bark and bite
For really though cuz that nigga's lost his mind, nigga
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy you know we 'bout to tear this whole place down
Marching all around in the city with my niggas in a crown
Boy we made it out and you still in the ground
Writer: Bryson Schultz
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