Beauty & the Beast (Intro) - Kings Dead

What happened to The Dean’s List?

Why’d they change the group?

Where’s Mick?

It’s The Kings Dead, man

Shouldn’t there be an apostrophe?

I heard Sonny broke his jaw

Doza moved to Spain?

They changed their sound

What is The Drive-In?

What the fuck was Jerusalem?

These guys ever making music again?

They should have never changed

Who’s the beast?

They trying to copy that A$AP voice?

These guys are mediocre, nothing special

They need a gimmick

You guys need a gimmick

Need something gimmicky

What Happened?

What the hell happened to you guys?

Where have you been?

I’ve been right here

In my own little Kryptonite Sanity Room

Graduated from the boohs to the aahs

Dropped out just to polish up my flaws

Made a movie I think, we made a movie

Rabih, can you bless a nigga one time

Me, I see it all, got my brother right here

Bitches say I got a buzz, they be yelling Lightyear

All you ever need is me, and I do it just for you

When I speak about the world, who you think I’m talking to?

When they tell us we the same and we give them something new

And I look up at the king, and he looking up the crew

Cause the crew so real, could’ve came with a deal

But you running out of dreams, out of steam

All you know is green, what you mean

Money ain’t a thing

But you hardly ever think about it, do you cowboy?

On your high horse

Looking for somebody to adore

What you wrote about the city, was she pretty, was she something out a movie?

Then he told me take a seat, this is beauty and the beast

Then he told me take a seat

Ah, This is beauty and the beast, beauty and the beast, beauty and the

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

Revenge is for the beast inside

The place you hide all your emotions of pride

Justice, you strive for justice

You are the king

And can’t wait for rings like Jordan with six

But Kobe exists, so shit

You want seven

I want heaven

We changed the group

Reinvented the truth in a time of pain

No shame, these lames will know I speak of Jesus being profit not god

No flaws in my flow

I may not hold the biggest chain, or roll with some hot dames

I’m regular

I’m just like you, no gimmick, no fashion icon hair

They want hipster to like this, The labels want to market me smooth

I’m rugged, I like off beat subjects

If you know me, you know I got beat up in Spain

Broke my jaw, broke my life down

For right now, living with no lane

No right way to the fame

I will not sell my soul, I will NOT sell my soul

I will outsell you, Hov

Damn.

That’s bold