Текст песни Crxwn - Thelonius

I been doing this for a long long time
But I ain't never ever made it hit
I been catching bodies with a homicidal rhyme
When I draw the pen and paper's getting lit
It's all about the money and the power
And respect but too many workers wanna run the town
I just wanna boss up and put my people on
Cuz that's what a king does with the crown

I drop bombs like Funk Flex
I'm Hot 97 like a vixen in fishnet
But I digress sex, still tryna work for them two checks
And Goldberg court like who's next
I write a verse for my daughter that's already here
Tuck another in the vault before the unborn's near
Maybe after the definition is clear like the Visine
I'mma Interscope the future like I'm Jimmy Iovine
I'mma show respect just like my momma raised me kindly
Even though my heart ain't artificial like the Hi-C
Blood I'm cool, calm and collective like I'm YG
But my shot is poison to league like it's Ivy
Baby with the blue, Jay-Z hue, the color of this magic
That I'm whipping in the kitchen man you're silverware's plastic
Brotha I ain't talking bout the coke not even the dope
But I'm get you high off of something absent of average

(SAVAGE)

I been doing this for a long long time
But I ain't never ever made it hit
I been catching bodies with a homicidal rhyme
When I draw the pen and paper's getting lit
It's all about the money and the power
And respect but too many workers wanna run the town
I just wanna boss up and put my people on
Cuz that's what a king does with the crown

They said they wanted something for the streets
I had to tell them that ain't really me
They said a complex emcee can adapt to any climate
I'm thinking with the Inca... Aztec to the Mayan
The pen game is Hawaiian in Pacific blue seas
Go ahead and ride the wave I'm controlling every beach
I started at the bottom of the underground beneath
The architect when I drill a hole then the ditch is getting deep
For your remedy Kweli without the Pusha T virus
I'm Hotep but I'm Mos Def with the Papyrus
You wanna see the god in me just look into my Iris
The Warrior with a story to write about Cyrus
But this ain't Coney Island, and I ain't tryna bore ya
This is Georgetown meeting Oscar De La Hoya
This is James Brown feet clapping like the Nolia
Sprinkle every sound with Adobo you hear the Goya

(WOOOO)

I been doing this for a long long time
But I ain't never ever made it hit
I been catching bodies with a homicidal rhyme
When I draw the pen and paper's getting lit
It's all about the money and the power
And respect but too many workers wanna run the town
I just wanna boss up and put my people on
Cuz that's what a king does with the crown