[Intro] (The room is silent. Heavy boots echo across black marble... one step... another... chains rattle in the distance. A lighter flicks. Long inhale. Purple smoke fills the air. A single church bell rings... then the hardest 808 on the album crashes through the silence.) (Deep, gravelly, slurred): Stand the fuck up... The boss just walked in... Ha... Roll that loud. --- [Verse 1] Doors swing open slow, whole room stop breathing, Demons put they drinks down, everybody know the reason. Purple smoke hanging heavy like a crown made of night, Every eye locked on me before I step into the light. Black leather, gold rings, boots echo through the floor, Ain't nobody asking questions when I walk through the door. Bass shaking pillars, got the whole damn palace humming, They hear my name before they even hear me coming. I don't wear a smile, shit, confidence is enough, The quiet get louder when the Trap Lord show up. One blunt burning slow while eternity stands still, I ain't chasing no throne... the throne come to my will. (Ad-lib): Goddamn... look alive. --- [Pre-Chorus] No introductions... No permission... Just bass... Smoke... Power... And perfect fuckin' timing. --- [Chorus] The Devil walks in... everything freeze in place. Purple smoke rolling while the bass shake the gates. Deep gravelly laughter... got the whole damn room locked. Every heartbeat drop when they hear my boots knock. Trap Lord of the Underworld... boss of every block. I don't need a crown... motherfucker, I am the top. Roll another blunt... let forever begin. Everybody know it's over... the Devil walks in. --- [Verse 2] Hell's Happy Hour stop, every glass stay raised, Devil's Dispensary pause while the whole room blaze. Low & Loaded parked outside still knocking through the walls, The subwoofers hit so hard even Heaven hear the calls. Penthouse lights glowing over every burning street, Every contract on my desk already stamped complete. I ain't loud with my power... that's amateur shit, Real kings move slow while the whole world trip. Every demon nod once... ain't nobody gotta speak, Respect ain't demanded... respect find me every week. I built this whole empire one bad choice at a time, Now forever pays me interest while I'm higher than the sky. (Low chuckle): FHUC IT... --- [Bridge] (Everything cuts except a heartbeat-like 808 and slow footsteps.) One step... Another step... Hear that...? That's fear making room. I don't kick the door in... The door opens before I touch it. (Whisper) That's boss shit... motherfucker. --- [Final Chorus] The Devil walks in... now the whole damn kingdom rise. Purple smoke floating underneath blood-red skies. Trap Lord of the Underworld... forever on the throne. Every road in Hell somehow lead back home. High as fuck, laid back, ain't a damn thing changed. Still making history while the world stay the same. Turn the bass higher... let the speakers cave in. FHUC IT! Bow your heads... The Devil just walked in. --- [Outro] (The bass fades to a slow pulse. Boots echo away through the hall.) (Deep, gravelly whisper): Sit back... Roll another one... Business is booming... ...and the boss has arrived. (A slow, distorted laugh echoes through the underworld as the smoke swallows the room.)
