8-Bit

[Verse 1] This a seige, ain't no better of a theme Got a bag full of shrooms, about to rescue the queen Fuck a princess, in a pink dress It's your majesty we recclamin' And if mouths get greasy, than it's bad shit that we aimin' I ain't talkin' bout guns or bullets or straps I pump lyrics from the barrell of my motherfuckin' gat Cuz the shit's like an old junkie, it won't stop smokin' This 8 bit game music, we can't stop tokin' I had to be just blazed to do some shit like this Cuz I stayed on my block like I lost in Tetris But that ain't a metaphor for sellin' no drugs I'm happy with my life, I don't need no hugs Didn't have the best parents, but statistically Havin' a normal family ain't part of black history Call me Alexander, I'm about to recue my Queen/McQueen Cuz I wanna be the great, without havin' to push weight I wanna make Mills while exposin' my Shadowy Thoughts Cop me a beanie and Paz you niggas like Uncle Vinnie [Verse 2] This black viking music, this seige will commence Cuz I'm the landlord bitch, and you ain't paid your rent Let's repent, and take you back way before the sin See if you can make it again, or end up gone with the wind I see a lot of mocking birds and mocking jays nowadays I see I'mma have to do some stalking preys and clocking days In the studio, perfect my ways to correct the days When I was kept amazed by the selfish says Of the mainstream, get excellent and build my own team But avoid traitors like Starscream and get cream Not to rub it in my fans face, nah that ain't me I'm just tryna make it in hip hop, Na that ain't free Never sold a ki or told a pig on any of my kin And I can get yo girl to wet my noodle, call it top Ramen But enough of that now before I end up like her captors The queen, she really didn't survive through the rapture I Used to Love HER, but to them she's just a side jawn Which would explain why they're so unjust & do her wrong Like somebody singing over a fucking dubstep song I spit like H&K with no B S I put the vest on my chest and proceed to test the rest with the spray Find the coackroaches who gonna run away cuz they gonna rue the day They gonna pay for messin' w/ D the Brave, heh, silly kanve May be a peasant but I'm puttin' in the work One day my name's gonna rise from the dirt But I ain't jumpin' into the main stream, and drown Always gonna be a couple copies in stores, I'm down Look at them metaphors, up above, cannonballs I just want a good girl, not tan and all Made up, like KDot said no make up But for a different reason, girl don't commit treason Don't sabotage, just stay up in the clouds with me Because I'm happy now, 'cuz I just rescued the queen 8bit