P. Soul - Throne lyrics

[Verse 1: Spitty] I am more a god than a godsend Never been a pompous but in this game I'm winning I ain't interested in losses There is not a contest, simply the hardest, shooting up at red and white like it's a Target Phantom of hip hop they thinking I'm a phenom, Pillow how they sleep on, you a pawn a peon I am snow cold up in Canada Iceberg flows sinking these Titanics up Bang with the rappers I ain't asking for ya hand me downs Look at me now, got you looking like the saddest clowns They love to hate us, but never praise us That's why I line tombstones up like the undertaker I was raised by the criticism of all 'em around me Crashed so many waves got my head up on a bounty They mad they wasn't the ones who found me I flourished like a fish homie how could they drown me [Hook: Kid Nubian] My God Everybody everybody love money Ain't nobody want they body go hungry Put me on the spot and I bring it home It take a king to hold that throne My God, every city every city need a blessing Every city that I visit I'm a reverend Put me on the spot and I bring it home It take a king to hold that throne My God [Verse 2] Cough cough up the keys I got the game on lock A wolf in sheep's clothing Balmain on top I mean the man won't stop smash brains on walks To the side I slide off with grace I caulk Back boom you know I'm finna be as big as uran*s Tulips on the crack beauty in the matrix I tell everybody that I'm already famous See if I can get a couple shots on the table Everybody copy cating thought i saw you last week Rappers jacking flows like they thought that it would pa** me Listened to my conscience, knew that I had got it Formulate the plot now I'm stocking up the profit Look I done formed a whole new religion We coming at ya live burn down your village In the name of god we gon pillage Cuz ain't no name alive that could k** this [Hook] [Verse 3] When I was born they threw me deep in to the bowels Made it out the gutter like a gator I had traveled People love to hate until you show 'em what you made of Then they be like Spitty could you sign my whole face off Face it on my way to greatness On another level you cannot keep up the pace it's Sad to see my peers ride beats like they shotgunned I am an elite you are not one Made it to a starter all star from a bench men Flossing like you rich but I am so expensive They wanna be the new Drake I rather be the Hendrix Got every rapper coming out the city on a checklist I ain't playing games this is not a Tetris But if it was I'd be building blocks to my successes I got my poetry in motion Never slither like a snake but like Snape I got the potion [Hook]