Lyrics

[spoken intro with swagger]

Yo. Check it.

King Kong don't have shit on me.

[Verse 1] (check it)
You wore my name like a borrowed crown,
Drank from my cup just to water your ground,
You shook my hand with a your little snake smirk,
From a tower that I rose from the dirt.

You thought I wouldn’t see you?
You thought I wouldn’t know?
I built your castles — now I’ll watch ’em BURN slow.

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[Chorus] (full blast, anthemic)
FUCK YOU — you beta bitches!
FUCK YOU — you rats in stitches!
FUCK YOU — this is my motherfucking home!
I left you with ashes and now your just a ghost!
Sitting on my throne built on nothing of your own!
FUCK. YOU.

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[Verse 2]
Shoes too big for you to fill, on sweat from a back
That built the house that you call home,
You bought your pride with counterfeit gold,
You can kiss the ring now because your shit is getting old.

I'm the reckoning. That you can’t outrun,
you’re the one with the gun… pointed backward, son.

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[Chorus] (again, louder, deeper rage)
FUCK YOU — you beta bitches!
FUCK YOU — you rats in stitches!
FUCK YOU — this is my motherfucking home!
You're just an ember in my ashes and still nothing on your own!
FUCK. YOU.

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[Bridge] (low, sinister whisper — like a ritual awakening)
You can feel my breath on the back of your neck
And a little pussy patter in the pit of your chest
You ran your mouth like a bitch and now your time has come,
Cuz I'm back up in this bitch and you've got nowhere to run.

(Tempo rises — heartbeat war drum… swelling into eruption.)

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[Final Chorus] (apocalyptic, sky-falling energy)
FUCK YOU — you beta bitches!
FUCK YOU — all you rats in stitches!
FUCK YOU — this is my blood and now holy war!
You’re the worms on the floor,
You’re the trash at my door —
And I’m done being the only one with a heart anymore!

FUCK. YOU.

Check it

Let me learn you a lesson, teach you somethen about respect
Something that I gave, but now you're never gonna get
I tried to keep the peace, and wish you well
But if you fuck with the Devil I'm gonna put you through Hell.

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[Outro] (slow, gritty, fading like embers of a burning temple)
Keep digging that grave…
You never had a reputation to save…

(screamed, pure warcry)
FREE NOLAN!
Never leave a good man behind.
FREE NOLAN!
This shit is gonna haunt your mind.
FUCK YOU
You just put a thorn in your side
because I'm a real mother fucker that won't let you hide

So fuck you,
and the horse I rode in on
Shrimp dick little bitch
you were never worth shit
and you should be kissing the ring
Because the thrown you sit on
Was built by a mother fucking king

So fuck you… gonna watch you quiver
fuck you… enjoy the spinal shivers
fuck you… you've already dug your grave
and now shutting you little bitch ass mouth…
is the only way your ass is going to be saved.