The Burial

Gather round Gather round town time to answer the Crown's successor The court jester verse the Professor... Who's lesser? The pressure of pain measures the texture of the investor Hannibal Lector's lecture fester at the sound of the orchestra Thought more treasure could bring more pleasure The hood the mind molester Question: Can the aggressor stomach the ledger? Shamelessly dark thoughts remain to be his aim to breed Get rich or die trying, snitches they die lying Y'all bitch niggaz eyes spying To leak names, covert moves, make it hard for you fools to peep game Animosity is watching me with eyes of envy Jezabelle dwells seeking my lust, mistrust still tempts me My storyline reflects a gory time, fuck if you feel it If God will it, may all my enemies fry in a skillet Grip up get on my squeeze down triggers popping that steel shit Rivals get from round a hitter, make clown niggaz peel it! No Games I'm here to reign, subdue, conquer Bury all rivals, styles, the new mantra Give 'em all that long sleep, creep on ya sponsor Bury all rivals, styles, the new mantra! He got bars, she got bars... we all about the bars We got bars, you subpar, we the best by far! No games we here to reign, subdue, conquer Bury all rivals, styles, the new mantra! Out of G-Respect, elect, to inject what's real to bloodstreams Trifling unforeseen life beyond the wildest thug's dreams Triple beam makes the drugs gleam, what does love mean? Huh? What love got to do with it! When Ike got Tina turning tricks for chips, get coins pursuing shit Some live for it, die for it, death by affixation Some steal for it, lie for it, as sure as Wyclef's Haitian Son swore to keep it triller than most, self proclaimed - King Kong Tried to Godzilla the Coast, State-to-State... Ping Pong Incidentally the nigga draped in Gucci, pushed a Bentley Pimping, dripping, Icy Cake staked tall, Dikembe Every word he utter pass butter... that gutter Parkay Read the Koran for enlightenment, got his cash the dark way A thug mimic the Wu... tryna to do what Rae and Starks say But dude ignored the fact fighting FU will be his dark day His hatred met my blade, serrated edge ate his entree! No Games I'm here to reign, subdue, conquer Bury all rivals, styles, the new mantra Give 'em all that long sleep, creep on ya sponsor Bury all rivals, styles, the new mantra! He got bars, she got bars... We all about the bars We got bars, you subpar, we the best by far! No games we here to reign, subdue, conquer Bury all rivals, styles, the new mantra!