Coup for the Kings

[Sims]

Okay fuse lit

Slow train move quick

Dive show pay dues

Live flow stay true

While you got them cocaine blues

I'm on some tre dudes shit

So cool with no coupe

No rings

Just a crew thing

Recoup quick

Got a coup for the kings

Don’t they think they slick?

I lay the bricks make the corners fit

Y’all are just working angles

On some self-important shit

But don't get it twisted

I-I am a business

This is all pulp no mulch no filler

Flow iller killer guerrilla top-biller

Go big or go homeboy

You know me lay low

I don’t come around the scene

I don’t play with you toys

Big crew big noise

I am the motor motivate the filmstrip

Keep the picture flickering on

And no I don’t quit till the dawn

No paint just stain

Permeate mark made

Brighten up the dark days

I am a shark man

All heart half alligator tooth

See through that Darth Vader suit

Ain’t they cute?

Giving panic attacks to all you rap Anakins

With your mannequin stance

I’m a pit bull running with wolves

You’re a shar-pei in a sweater made of cheap wool

[Hook]

Don't sweat the technique fellas

Doomtree's better

Better let us[?] than you

Be cool

Don't sweat the technique fools

Doomtree's better

You better be cool

[P.O.S]

Okay fuse lit

Doom's the crew

Sick shoes sick wounds[?]

[?] who are you?

We only share a genre in your iTunes

I'm not you, rapper

My caliber is out of character

No brake caliper

No slow, bust all barriers

All go, all guts scarier

Tour[?] for the sake of the [?]

Leave 'em sore from the shake in [?]

So damn bored with the hors d'oeuvres

Nothing but fluff

I need something that'll fill up my guts to fill up my cup

Flood[?] runneth over

Done it

Play the race

Scrape your change man it's over

Doomtree, Rhymesayers, what ain't fresh?

The crews be lifesavers

You ain't next

I mean, we ain't next cause we right now

Wrecked all those, adios

Lazer says you gotta go

Rattle up your barrio

King Koopa spit straight burning up your Mario

Rappering the fire 'round your sorry little audio

Johnny Cash shit, wait

Walk the line, talk what's on the mind

Let 'em follow

[Hook]