The King - Russ

Yes honey, I’m schizo

I’m gong, gong, vila liza

Vita liza, Vita, Liza, Firjtkjdsa Liza

Legendary status, secondary is the cabbage

Arrivederci you fairies all y’all are barely average

I’m very savage when it comes to this

My blood is in my beats as if the keys were here to cut my wrist

I ran out of fucks to give, ain’t no way I’m turning back

'Bout to heat this game with this flame, where’s the furnace at?

Might have been the first to bat, but you striken' out though

And I’m battin, clean up while you reason with the

Catch me with some alco, for Columbians

Before the fun begins I reinforce what kind of fun this is

I’m just Kurt Cobain makin sweet Courtney Love in this

Paradox of power picture perfect purple succulence

All up in my lungs and shit, livin like I’m dead already

Maybe cause I am so when I speak you get confetti ready

I’m ahead of many let me demonstrate my tactics

Just sippin' Henny, got machetes in my classics

Tell me who can match this?

Move out, move out

It’s about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (Yeah)

Move out, move out

Cause my words’ll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so

When you hear my name, act accordingly

Move out, move out

It’s about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (Yeah)

Move out, move out

Cause my words’ll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so

When you hear my name, act accordingly

I’m barking like a dog on my smooth instrumental

But dog is God backwards so I’m Zeus in the kennel

In this booth going mental

Envisioning the podium

The world is in the stands so in my hands is where I’m holdin' them

Shoutin' out to God, let me know if I’m controlin' them

Maybe with some Jays and some chains, they be noticin'

They can try and sleep, but these beats will osmosis them

I got a motive to promote with them

I’m the doctor, just be patient, I just got the diagnosis in

I’m focusin' on soaking in the reason that the hope is dimin'

What’s provokin' it is flaws in the public

The people gettin' chosen got no flows and got no substance

Only got that club shit, how long can that last though?

Granted I get drunk and love the club but not for cash flow

Bunch of assholes whine about how they women drop they ass low

And yet they buy the music that these rappers use for lassos

Move out, move out

It’s about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)

Move out, move out

Cause my words’ll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so

When you hear my name, act accordingly

Move out, move out

It’s about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)

Move out, move out

Cause my words’ll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so

When you hear my name, act accordingly

Okay this 8×11's gettin' smaller

Dreams are gettin' bigger 'bout to grab' em by the collar

'Bout to get some dollars, then some South Americans

Fuck first names I’m just worried 'bout a heritage

Says she’s got swag, but she needs someone to share it with

Pour another shot, rollin' leafs like I’m Erickson

Maybe we’ll experiment, only for a night though

Tell her brainstorm, blow my horn, I’m the maestro

After that it’s back to makin' fire like a pyro

Gettin' love from the A, all the way to Cairo

'Bout to do some lipo

On this whole rap game

Cut the fat and throw it out back in the trash can

Livin' in the fast lane

Ridin' with my beat on

Couple mamacitas blowin' reefa in my Nissan

Soon to be a Gotti cause I’m stitting on you peons

And the fucking weed strong

That’s what we on

It’s Diemon motherfuckers

Move out, move out

It’s about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)

Move out, move out

Cause my words’ll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so

When you hear my name, act accordingly

Move out, move out

It’s about to be a motherfuckin' shoot out, shoot out (yeah)

Move out, move out

Cause my words’ll fuck your world up and my beats will blow your brain so

When you hear my name, act accordingly