ELZhi - King Shit (Say Word) lyrics

All king everything
Call me sire from the traces
Of royalty in my blood all king everything
Call me sire from the traces
Of royalty in my blood all king everything
Call me sire from the traces
Of royalty in my blood
All king everything, yeah

I'll tap dance on your
Medulla oblongata wearin' Prada
Pull your card and do you dirty
Think of the Ramada smoke a lot of trees in
The breeze with the suntan
None can shoot my dreams down
Screw your gunman
Your unplanned actions get you fractions
In that one hand
Who's hotter than Nevada trap houses
With a spun fan?
​eLZhi, my poetry will paralyze
Picture poison darts arrow-sized
That isn't sterilized they know the name
But wouldn't speak it after dark
Three times in the mirror
But they always have remarks like
"This ain't King shit!"
Where my motherfuckin' crown at?
I'll leave a standup nigga on the ground
Flat and whoever sleepwalkin', keep talkin'
You found somebody's poor baby
In a cheap coffin jae said
"Kill anything movin' that don't play dead"
I'll take you out the picture
Glitch your jpeg
And I ain't really come to play around
Come place a car to spray your town
I'll lay the mayor down
But, I prefer to spit a gamma ray
And drop a couple lines that's
Uplifting like a Grand Marnier
At parties in the mansions on the
Hills where James Cameron stay
A page from Alabama
Country grammar off of Grand Marnier
Aye, now who the GOAT
Fearin' and roach-smearin'
The anecdote serum
Me, me, me, minus the throat clearin'

King shit i'm married to my faith as
Long as the ring fit
You catch penalties if you goin' at your mans
The writer leaves with broken
Fingers and fractured hands
Say word, I slaughter thugs and slay nerds
Drunk off power and they stay slurred
Say word, fuck what they heard
I'm on the rise like the son
Of God on day third

Fit hollow heads to the stars with
One foot in the grave
And live to tell the tale
Held the scale down with this raw
You thought you inhaled the pale
White horse, school you all day
Then teach you a night course
I am Luke in Miami meets
Luke usin' the light force
Rockin' Cancun, flyin' over sand dunes
'Bout to land soon, we out April, May
And June
Say word, your plots against me bombed
I'm sure the green beret heard
Take your loss if your boss
Escaped back with Schwarzenegger
Was in awesome shape
I was on cassettes speakin'
Murder over caution tape
I got a question does
Anybody make music anymore?
Like Biggie at 24 or Nas in '94
I hear lies behind war
Y'all thought it was curtains
I just disguised the encore (Uh, huh)
You should've kept a bar of who
You thought of steppin' on
That's the luck of the draw
A leprechaun with his weapon drawn
I will have you on the next thing
Smokin' like a cess rain from the
L train to a X-wing
Then rock the boat more smoother
Than a war cruiser
And beat stiff competition 'till
They sore losers
I'm cut from the cloth of Nazareth
You won't find at your
Local mall, small plaza
Or a massive thrift store
Nor a bully punchin' nerds
Makin' glasses shift
Who get indicted with the same
Friends they cut classes with and keep heat
I'm the wolf and y'all are sheep meat
If you sittin' at the top it's
Probably in a cheap seat (All day)

King shit i'm married to my faith as
Long as the ring fit
You catch penalties if you goin' at your mans
The writer leaves with broken
Fingers and fractured hands
Say word, I slaughter thugs and slay nerds
Drunk off power and they stay slurred
Say word, fuck what they heard
I'm on the rise like the son
Of God on day third