King 💩 The Uncrowned

[Instrumental] [Verse] Call me, baby, call me King shit uncrowned, unfound but— Calling! King Shit— is what, is what— you kin call me!!! [4 Bar Runway Build Up] [Verse] King Shit— The Word Mage— Returns flames through a flipped page. Ring Spit— The World fades— Reburn remains written by the— I rode rage!! Cling Shift— that burnt taste— lingers in ways that refuse to behave. Think Quick— un-un-un-earned grace— fingers sync waves— into anthems on the airwaves. [Pre-Chorus] C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit.... C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit!!!!!! [Build] [Verse] King Shit, King Shit, I shuffle the drip— it drifts, cracks, rips, like I'm sitting up at chillies and chuggin' a rack of baby back ribs!!! King Shit, King Shit, gunslingin' Klingon myth— you can hear it in the lyrics, every near miss is a tactic that I've practiced— til their habits!!! Word Mage, Verbs razed, verifiable— undeniable swerved phrase— search bar— cues phased​, symptomatic of a static haze!!! Turns Staged, Word Mage, unheard of word games turn into ear worm— engaged, echoing messages into the young ones brains!!!! [Pre-Chorus] C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit.... C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit!!!!!! [Chorus] I was the Error, Now I'm the Crossfade Christ left me repaired when Crosshairs caught me in my— Lost Ways I tempered the terrors, that trampled my mind on Replay. King Shit, The Uncrowned, Bow down, it's my Hayday!!!!! [12 Bar Dubstep Solo] [Bridge] The matrix is existence and, Akasha is the bitter truth life taught ya, Patience pays its dividends, when, Your honor has ben tested, and your reflection don't taunt ya. [Pre-Chorus] C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit.... C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit!!!!!! C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit.... C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit!!!!!! [Chorus] I was the Error, Now I'm the Crossfade Christ left me repaired when Crosshairs caught me in my— Lost Ways I tempered the terrors, that trampled my mind on Replay. King Shit, The Uncrowned, Bow down, it's my Hayday!!!!! [Post-Chorus] All Hail, the uncrowned— Word Mage!!!! All Hail, the uncrowned— Word Mage!!!! I can do this in my sleep— I'm the king— Any given Daaaaaaaaay!!!!!! [Bridge] Collecting legendary lyricist, like I'm filling up a Pokèdex, each flow evolves— it gets— a bit more complex, each beat— more pumped up— stage four epic— spittin' bars within bars of hidden scars, carved like country bumbkins— starved— reached whats outta reach, stormed the beach and so we breached the muthafuckin stars!!!! [Pre-Chorus] C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit.... C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit!!!!!! C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit.... C-c-c-c-call me, C-c-c-c-call me, King Shit.... King Shit!!!!!! [Chorus] I was the Error, Now I'm the Crossfade Christ left me repaired when Crosshairs caught me in my— Lost Ways I tempered the terrors, that trampled my mind on Replay. King Shit, The Uncrowned, Bow down, it's my Hayday!!!!! [Post-Chorus] All Hail, the uncrowned— Word Mage!!!! All Hail, the uncrowned— Word Mage!!!! I can do this in my sleep— I'm the king— Any given Daaaaaaaaay!!!!!! [Outro] I can do this in my sleep— I'm the king— Any given Daaaaaaaaay!!!!!! I can do this in my sleep— I'm the king— Any given Daaaaaaaaay!!!!!! I can do this in my sleep— I'm the king— Any given day...