Make Way for the King ft. Deepesh Sanmal Lyrics

I've got a lot of motherfuckers on my hit list

You can never get me cause death is my mistress

Bodying these fools. You'll need six trucks

Come, be my witness

Yeah it's a sickness

I am back on my business. I am back on my bullshit

Just finished my dinner. Lip-smackin' delicious

King shark in this bitch eating rappers like fishes

I am racking them dishes and flipping them switches like Jeff Dahmer

Stay calm, I play bomber. Uni. Bitch blew me sick. "Stay?" No

I gotta stalk a prey proper

Slay when I come and hop up up on this beat

Slay when you go ahead and put it on repeat

These motherfuckers can't catch me on the street

Find me in the sky; Louis XIV

Bow down to the sun, say your prayers

They call me firm but fair

I am the coach. You're just a player

Now, get your hands up in the air and make way for the king

Make way for the king

Make way for the king

Make way for the king

If you wanna come and get it, you can come and get it

I rack'em all day like trash piles in Delhi

Flow so venomous, they call me Eddie

King of all things black, get it?

Rings of fire around Jack; I don't sweat it

I am coming for the throne

I am gunning for the throne

Wait. What am I on? Mumble rap, autotune, monochrome, off the dome

Audience is stockholm-ed

Jerome runs the show, clowns, drugs and hoes

Let me take you back to how it was before

When the spears were real and not just for show

Cavalier veneer, but one with the flow

Better steer clear cause it's about to blow

You've never heard a prophet like this before

Motherfuckers aren't ready for what's in store

So, get back, relax and bring me my robe

Bow down to the sun, say your prayers

They call me firm but fair

I am the coach. You're just a player

Now, get your hands up in the air and make way for the king

Make way for the king

Make way for the king

Make way for the king

Make way for the king

Make way for the king

Make way for the king