Come For The Crown ft. Antagonist Lyrics

Best not come for the crown son

Best not step to the throne

Best just drop to the ground son

Best not test me alone

Best not come for the crown son

Best not step up to the hound

Best not test what my men are about

Cuz you'll end up under the ground

Best way to stay safe and sound

Best not make another sound

Best not front cuz you'll end up stuck in the depths of a flood

Then you'll get found dead somewhere down in the mud When you run out of breath in your lungs.

Get bound then drowned if you step to the sound of my crowd being loud

When they're jumping and bouncing around in the club

Best not come for the crown son

Best not come for the crown

Intelligent sharpness

Of a strelitzisch marksman's

Dispelling the garbage

Ya telling us half of

It's fetching as far as

Vienna or Palma de Mallorca

You're a talker Not a walker

And ya fallen In the water

Your a tortoise With the orcas

So ya ought to Quit and forfeit

With the taunts and Misinforming

Score home With the Aldo to ya Jaw bone

War mode If ya Brought folks To be all go

With the Four bros Noughts owed To the Fraud clones And forlorn hoes

Towards growing Ya Rorts so

You can Afford dope

Poor jokes Need to

Gorge loads Snort coke

Like a lawn mower

I'm the lawn mower man

My impediment bettered

Me To foremost of man

Devilish eloquence Tore those that lacked A shred of a credence

Never saw hope in raps

I'm welding together for Lord knows perhaps

Ten and the rest of Those four know it's that

Next year Lemme set clear

Better step clear If ya get near

Couldn't bet freer You'll regret dear

And you'd shed tears If you went here

Rocking up into my territory

Copping a fist to the head at least

Wanna fuck with an intensively

Somber Prussian then ya getting beat

Boxing em back into the seventies

If ya f with me

Kicking the head with feet Leisurely

Winding the chest to breaths Effort we

Rid em of energy Left to bleed

Wincing and begging me Let ya be

Smacking a gaggle of faggots bragging of dacking a packet of Jatz at the back of the action

Yapping of packing the action And cash in the bank and it

Happens ya Glancing at Manson

With Anger to match it

Wankers straight Aggravate

With the Janus faced Cancer they

Chat for days Scattered brains

Adulate How a Phallus tastes

And ya Rancid ways Captivate

Maggots famed For attracting Shame On their family name

All ya kinsmen I'll frizzle em

When I rid em of Insolence

Cuz ya drivel and bickerings

A formidable irritant

Hypocritical myths and it's literal fiction and

Whimsical dribbling To bigger ya image and Put a phony on a pedestal

Ya Panzy boys I'll bend em all Cuz never were ya meant to brawl

Some good advice ya best abort

And

Best not come for the crown son

Best not step up to the hound

Best not test what my men are about

Cuz you'll end up under the ground

Best way to stay safe and sound

Best not make another sound

Best not front cuz you'll end up stuck in the depths of a flood

Then you'll get found dead somewhere down in the mud When you run out of breath in your lungs

Get bound then drowned if you step to the sound of my crowd being loud

When they're jumping and bouncing around in the club

Best not come for the crown son

Best not come for the crown

Best not come for the crown son

Best not step up to the hound

Best not test what my men are about

Cuz you'll end up under the ground

Best way to stay safe and sound

Best not make another sound

Best not front cuz you'll end up stuck in the depths of a flood

Then you'll get found dead somewhere down in the mud When you run out of breath in your lungs

Get bound then drowned if you step to the sound of my crowd being loud

When they're jumping and bouncing around in the club

Best not come for the crown son

Best not come for the crown

How could the cowards have crowded and managed to capture the courage

To conjure a creature or monster who'll conquer this chapter while closing the curtains

No need for concern just be cautious

If you're thinking about coming for the crown

Then imma put you down as the greatest of mysteries

Gracious my victory is ancient like history

Making the wilder beasts whimper in retreat

When they're withered weak from the winter breeze

Making winners wheeze as their whispers freeze us

Give her deez nuts if she needs some

Bitch you better stop before I have to hunt you down

Then imma put you out of your misery

Just to stop the hell's from rising up

Pouring out all sorts of foul things If the dude ain't coming down in a rush of mist or a gust of wind

Then I guess I need to be a man with a plan

I'm the man with a plan and a

planet in my hands

They might outplay me

But that doesn't phase me

Cuz I know that's only cuz these games are overrated

When I'm getting downgraded

I'll be yelling out phrases

Telling them It's outrageous

Letting out this loud frustration

Ripping up the paper when I'm tearing out the pages

Then I start spraying with no debating

Because I'm craving to spread my hatred

What's complicated in no conversating?

Best not come for the crown son

Best not step up to the hound

Best not test what my men are about

Cuz you'll end up under the ground

Best way to stay safe and sound

Best not make another sound

Best not front cuz you'll end up stuck in the depths of a flood

Then you'll get found dead somewhere down in the mud when you run out of breath in your lungs

Get bound then drowned if you step to the sound of my crowd being loud when they're jumping and bouncing around in the club

Best not come for the crown son

Best not come for the crown