Kingdom Of Chicago

Spark a blunt and read a scripture I do my work I'm hella gifted Just a mushroom cloud on the rise.. I reside where the light hides Long after beams enter blackholes Never to survive or be seen Tide rise to the scene Seen a black moon rise High tide Time to leave Heres a spear for the road And some ink for your treaties And don;t shake hands with death cause he's needy I'm grown No more night lights on I'm gone With a staff and a gong Funna wake niggas up Bring back to the gold To the sand To the thrones I'm demanding the throne I'm the man in my town And a pillar at home We be caking out side till I get her at home Bum me a square nigga give me a smoke Putting yo city on This is my Kingdom my home This my kingdom this my throne This my battle on the shore This my kingdome this my throne Hella battles on these shores How many of you realy Ride fo yo nigga Lose with yo niggas Win for yo nigga Fend for yo niggas [Roosevelt The Titans verse] You don't even rap for yo niggas You ain't even bout countin Figures You ain't even bout, bout.. bout I see you practice puppetry [MORE TO COME!!]