[Intro]
Yeah...King Syze, uh!
Q-D! Army of the Pharaohs
Check it out
Uh...yo...
[Hook #1]
I've been, under the surface, man, but guess who's back?
King Syze, motherf**er, on a Jon Doe track
And it's been a little bit since you heard from me
But I been havin' y'all fiendin', man, purposely
[Hook #2] {2X}
Yo, it's been a long time, I know, it ain't fair
The population waited enough, yo, I'm here
It's been a long time since I blessed the ma**es
The main attraction, why y'all talkin' 'bout rappin'?
[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, yo...
Bang my sh** through your headphones and get your head blown
I'm 20 for 20, with 20 ??? in the rap zone
Field goal n***as come short, only half the stat
Detach your cap, d**h trap in the rappin' match
My habitat: of course, rough sports
Sometimes I'm off course, lookin' for the source
And when I stretch from a long day
Hard pay, better get out the dog's way, no delay
Don't f** with Syze, come on, watch how I leave a hole in your chest
Invisible to the naked eye
The doc won't know, he'll be injectin' you breath
But you'll be bleedin' 'till ain't sh** but skin and skeleton left
Every test, just a path to see who's next
Just a way to measure who can stand, chest to chest
On this mic, I'm pleadin' guilty, but confessin' to d**h
And I'm here to take the game and you can have what's left
[Hook #1]
[Hook #2] {2X}
[Verse 2]
Watch yo back motherf**er, King Syze the hurricane
Street gentleman with a well-deserved name
(I'm hot) I burn flame, (You not) You cold rain
Hip-hop's my first name, this rap's my last days
I spit the worst pain, the pressure will burst veins
My first reign: way before the Earth came
Your sh** is phony, don't know me, go get your homies
I'm hittin' harder than Jim Tomey, and y'all n***as don't know me
I feel like the world owes me, gimme that
I'm spittin' scriptural for Biblical cats, criminals with pitiful raps
Lyrical stats: pinnacle and critical to my map
Check it out now...nowhere I'm gonna end up, ten-hut
Goin' long and deep, f** drama in the streets
I'm bringin' karma on beats, palmin' the heat
Only if my life's in danger
Come on, dog, that's a no-brainer
And to this mic, man, I ain't no stranger
That's why I rearrange ya, pour straight out the f**in' manger
[Hook #1 with variations]
[Hook #2] {2X}