The Kingdom That Worshipped the Dead

All over the U.S States, even London
 I trust the pain, what I say is best
 What my studio suggests, my life is a mess
 Standing in the rain playing Reign of the Tec
 A big bang in my dane, still claiming respect
 Fuck, know the sun sets, know they go west
 A rolling stone don't stay in no nest
 Fresh off the plane and played with no rest
 No gang, so I came in the game with no vest
 I keep it simple life officially free
 Rolling up tobacco with medicinal weed
 Hahaha, you here the rapture in my laughter
 Create greatness from the visions that I capture
 I'm after the gold and after that platinum shit
 I think I'm over that, cause that ain't gonna happen
 In LA my whole life, so I am sick of all the glamor
 But I can make an order fill clicking on the camera
 Check it, who wants to disrespect?
 The undefeated, undisputed
 Crazy hardcore, no sell out
 Everyone in my circle is dominating
 Sacrifice, born twice the messiah of Christ
 The height of the night, the dark of the times, the brighter the light
 The truth is often lost in the score
 That pure life essence left on the cutting edge of the sword
 Good lord, I grab the mic like a biblical staff, it's mythical math
 Baptism miracle bath, calligraphy is graphic
 Graffiti is scribbled in wrath
 Split you straight down the middle in half
 Or get your?, I'm slipping your jab
 It's the expanded man mano a mano meaning hand in hand
 Each coward standing for nothing, they don't stand a chance
 When reality falls heavy as an avalanche
 The rock n roll hall of fame mind frame rhyme scheme
 Man of war, I don't chase trends I make times change
 Rakaa's Jedi High Counsel rare honorary pharaoh
 Learn to aim a little high to hit your target with the arrow
 Check it, who wants to disrespect?
 The undefeated, undisputed
 Crazy hardcore, no sell out
 Everyone in my circle is dominating
 Check it, who wants to disrespect?
 The undefeated, heavyweight
 Crazy hardcore, no sell out
 All over the U.S. States, even London
 Common dummy your whole squad trash
 Money piled up like an interstate car crash
 I don't waste time cause y'all ain't worth a dog's ass
 I could smell pussy from the time you first walked past
 Soul side told the [?] that killed Tony
 And how you gonna ask for more, but still owe me
 Some of y'all around the real, but still phony
 The six by eight in the box is real lonely
 I'm tired of these motherfuckers, that's in my coat tail
 They're only in my cypher, cause they know that I sold well
 Throw this rap motherfucker over the boat rail
 Marciano and Shala hope that it goes well
 This traitor over here, he a snitch like a [?]
 And his career only seen on the history channel
 I'm Cobain when he playing every riff in the flannel
 Ain't you house trained yet? You still piss in the kennel, stupid
 Check it, who wants to disrespect?
 The undefeated, undisputed
 Crazy hardcore, no sell out
 Everyone in my circle is dominating
 Check it, who wants to disrespect?
 The undefeated, heavyweight
 Crazy hardcore, no sell out
 All over the U.S. States, even London