Bow Down to the Crown

Bow down to the King of this Town Ruling with an iron fist, can't back down Stories from the hood, engraved, profound Street tales echo, forever around I got the cred, I don the Crown Never a peasant, I hold it down From the alleys gritty to the City's heart Chess moves well-played, my art Bow down to the crown, kneel and admit In this kingdom, only real ones sit You must earn your rank in the Street Cred bank Or tumble, crumble, under the flank Night falls, shadows whisper my name Respect, I collect, rising to fame High stakes, high fears, nothing in vain Dominate the game, ice in the veins Crowns ain't made, they're taken in blood Walking through the rain, grind through mud Robust, unshaken, never a dud Commanding presence, origins from the crud Bow down to the crown, kneel and admit In this kingdom, only real ones sit You must earn your rank in the Street Cred bank Or tumble, crumble, under the flank