Locksley, Chapter 2 Lyrics

Yeah

The war keeps

Raging

We can hear

The horses

Neighing

We gotta spill blood

If we're to carve

A better path

For your little ones

Little John

The war keeps

Raging

If it's gotta be

By force

We'll take it

Gotta stab em

Through the heart

Cause if we

Miss the target

It'll never be done

My lord

I swear I vomit

Whenever

Ye pen

And Imma

Start a riot

Just to prove

It's ironic when we

Call ourselves

The Merry Men

No smiles

We don't even

Bury men

We leave them out

On the battlefield

Show a motherfucker

How that'll feel

No diamonds

No crowns

You pariahs gonna

Die

In your gowns

My rhymes announce

That the rap

Is real

Try to count

On one hand

All the battles

That he's won

K/D infinity

Is pretty standard

My bad

Cause Stanza stands up

And then

He black out

All the sun

And I'm

Riding into battle

One-handed

I keep it

Dumb candid

Yeah

Cause this one man

Did it all

A band of

Merry Men

There to catch me

If I fall

But I won't

Nah

Creep into your

Castle

Tie a rope up

Then I'll

Cut your throat

To make sure

Yeah

The war keeps

Raging

We can hear

The horses

Neighing

We gotta spill blood

If we're to carve

A better path

For your little ones

Little John

The war keeps

Raging

If it's gotta be

By force

We'll take it

Gotta stab em

Through the heart

Cause if we

Miss the target

It'll never be done

You locked up

The game

Damsel in distress

But it's a

What a shame

That Nathaniel is

The best

Huh

That's Stanza's name!

And I rap it

With my chest

Yeah I'm

Bringing

All my blades

Gonna wrap em

In your chest

And I'm snapping

All your breastplates

Fuck your chainmail

Stabbing through

The best way

I know how

Oh so you

And rapping

Have been best mates

Since a child?

We don't play games

Put the

Fucking doll down

Now you see

The whole crowd

That you've gathered

Round here

Never seen

A real rapper

So they go

Wow!

They hope

I'll blow your

Throne down

It'll happen

I swear

The weak flames

On your candle

Getting blow out

I could write

A poem about it

Your moats overflowing?

I doubt it

Evaporates

That's down to

My heat

And if

You're so about it

Go and get

Your bow

And arrows out

And try to hunt me

Without melting

Your feet

Yeah

The war keeps

Raging

We can hear

The horses

Neighing

We gotta spill blood

If we're to carve

A better path

For your little ones

Little John

The war keeps

Raging

If it's gotta be

By force

We'll take it

Gotta stab em

Through the heart

Cause if we

Miss the target

It'll never be done

Yeah

The war keeps

Raging

We can hear

The horses

Neighing

We gotta spill blood

If we're to carve

A better path

For your little ones

Little John

The war keeps

Raging

If it's gotta be

By force

We'll take it

Gotta stab em

Through the heart

Cause if we

Miss the target

It'll never be done