The Crown

[Intro] Ooh-wee Give it one more chance Original, never ask where the style's from I don't think you mean the same thing we mean when we say style When we say style we mean [scratching] Check this shit out [Verse - Qwazaar] The doubt in the air We are the flying saucers You brought a hundred or nothing They couldn't pull us off'a But we in this motherfucker You know it's not a toss up We are the best Chicago's got to offer Strip the digital Prepare to buff your masters Four we horse Kick the wickedness up out your pastures Loose nine, south side I'm a get the vote Off the spit I just wrote I ain't blowing smoke [Verse - Denizen Kane] I get up with ease Like I was born in a tree Like I swing a machete From the neck or the knees I'm medically-ly The sick of the baby Leave the mother and the father Full of disease I came for weed Then I left the C Then got a cover of the body Of the sinner I be All praise to the free To the tri-nada-ty-ty The sign of the Christ Of the water to be [Verse - Qwel] Smash into the particle The shard of the hologram I asked me what I thought I would have bought You know I did it I dug a bigger money pit And fit it right in it But those who like to listen listen And those who don't behold the vision The number never under undefined finded Equal fission Sleep through nothing The others complete the matrices With those who didn't Please refrain from saying you did it Complain about paying dues Just a basic hater maître d' [Hook] TC, we came to get down Turn the system up while we fucking around You listening to Typical, the original sound But if you want to see the throne then consider the crown (x2) [Verse - Qwazaar] Little witty bit it Without a bottom or rest yet Told them to let me coda Now its colder flip is devilish But I circle swanner No counter with chicken on the sticks Sit out of this whatever gliss So get up off the de-dig Yo I might'a really want to change the worldwide Cause I rather blow trees, or listen to their girl I tell them latest greatest latest favorite then they blow five Later when the neighbor spotted dotted up with both eyes [Verse - Denizen Kane] So Qwa re-did it, and Qwel re-spin it And I remember they all repeat it And see if they all deep seated De-capitated fading into the vapor They be crunking But it is embedded End up into my head Then I be crunking And if I could edit My debt would be credited I would trade my life for death And be ascended [Verse - Qwel] Sick of killer slys Teach the skill of killer fly Shady dealers still finn'a Dodge the friends I'm not a cannibal pretending When they all look down Think the quotables were written On the sign up with sand Rhymers from pitt Swallowing holler hollow and politics We abolitionists according to ink Acknowledge the knowledge of Solomon To wallow in sorrow We're finn'a find a diamond Now rewind it again [Hook] [DJ Natural Scratches] [Outtro]