Thine Heavy Crown

[Carl] I always want something new! [Supa Bwe] Mahhjik, Mahhjik, magic Suppppa.... Suuuupa HURT! [Verse 1: Carl] I'm stuck right in the middle with these riddles rhymes and scribbles Get this all-mighty dollar, throw these little dimes some nickels Hella storm in one droplet, with a thousand little ripples If only you understood me, if only it was that simple Life's crazy, I'm crazy, I'm trying to switch up the tempo The roads turning, I swerve off and land in a temple My hands held to my central, her hand held for convenince I keep the speaker phone loud let the fans know I'm feinding I'ma be fresh as hell on a beach in Taiwan Corporations racing just to see what I'm on Dylon, Dylon, Dylon Hot fire probably cover the pie charts Pipe down, people flickin' with Nikons The flashing lights are asinine I'm after mine I'm after mine I'm after mine, I'm after mine [Verse 2: Supa Bwe] On God you a hype beast Last week didn't like me NOW YOU CAN'T WAIT TO MEET! Last year she ain't love me And my homie said fuck me On God you a hype beast Last week didn't like me NOW YOU CAN'T WAIT TO MEET! Last year she ain't love me And my homie said fuck me- Now they praising me! On god you a hype beast I'ma God and you trifling I am gone with the lightning Hate on what I'm doing, What's wrong with the right thing? Since birth we've been fighting Im'a loser baby... So why don't you kill me Like why don't you feel me? Jump right off this building Cause fuck my life make everything magic I ain't really had shit, always been a maverick Always dealing damage, always dealing something... Cause America won't give a nigga nothing [Outro: Carl & Supa Bwe] (I'm after mine, I'm after mine) I don't fuck with hoes cause these hoes talk too much I don't fuck with bros cause my bros talk too tough Fuck everybody man I'm thinking about the future Fuck everybody man I'm thinking about the future