DEVILISH WEST GOD Lyrics

King is back

I'm feeling devilish

Death rattling as I pen these bars high like Everest

Will I Everest

Everlasting I stand tall in the broken glass

Like I'm being punished

I'm not tarnished

My name ring bells catholic

6 o'clock in morning you was yawning

Heard noises from the cock

Jump out the bed to speak to the cops

Realised you already a corpse

Coffin should never be polished what you need it nice for

Outlaw lockjaw last draw

Inhale this into my lungs all

Grime reaper still ether pill eater flex in your dream

Mess it cause stress all in your sleep

Reason bleep beep mischief all over me as I speak

Weak emotions you still reach in order to please your routine

Ain't working stop and sip your tea

Serenading me with granade is a devilish way

Don't use me as a prey get to your destination

If you prayed to a higher sauce

Mine carried the cross

Don't ever think you are above the skyer fall

Higher horse climb the mountain ignore destruction

Death was in abundance like oceans and thunder

Minded my agenda

Never transformed into an offended

Plead guilty, not a rookie

Can never push me to the wall to capitalise on my omissions

What the fuck you know my ambition

Hand on my chest

Check my crest I never be the nigga your arm reaches

Fly Richy

Flyly rich cos im rich my wishes are premoniting

Never been the one with bum decisions

Over me on my knees

Then ammunition drops and spray you oppositions

That's coalition poll position on a mission

Coronation correlation of your writing you name

On the rock of nation

As the rock ages dot in pages

The blood of pagans

Lots of paintings coming like piccaso

In the flesh cos I'm full of great things

I realised loyalty is rare

So when I do the right thing I hide it from my left

Don't want it misinterpreted on the screen

They will brand it x rated.

Next rated no I'm the most hated

Grew patience so I all is speak into existence

Persistence credit me a reverend never preached negligence

Speak with efficients like in Ephesians

Not earth fiction that artificial

My crafts is sacrificial

That's why I decide to drop gems for you to pick it up

And get in your mouth like popsicles

Toxical when I'm on the mental is photogenic

Bloody scenes with automatic

Number one in line call it autocratic

Niggas behave like they come with the matic

I juggle these fucks like match stick

Come with the magic.

Leave the scene tragic

Like mouse stuck in the attic

They panic cos I got trap

Trap them in my clause Crabs

Leave them on the flow splash wax

Frankly I need he ps you can call it nero

That's the doctors degree if I put it in class