[Intro: CATALYST.]
Non satis
Triclinionem para
Hospites nostri venientes erunt
Ego tibi cenam magnificam volo
Pavo, pavo suavissimus
Et vinos optimos
Celere
Tempus leve est
Dirumpe Totum Mundum tuum
[Verse 1: CATALYST.]
I'm a man of the cloth, catch me standing in the hall
Of a palace where your callousness is banished to afar
You'll find that the facets of my chandelier's small
And if it gets manic my panic room isn't far
Iftar, I'm hanging on the edge of a cliff bar
Sit across the table be amazed by my chique art
If you have a disdain for radishes
I'll pay for the damages and fashion you a gift parcel
The murals and the furniture's unlimited
You can sit with the house band if you wish to witness it
Fan bearers stands near your every stand-error
As you plan terror for all of your clan-sharers
Just keep an eye out for the Praetorian Guard
You can recline, just never lower your guard
Because when the crisis occurs and the third century starts
You can get killed by who you're counting on to sound your alarm
[Chorus: CATALYST.]
Divvy up the spoils, there's a fortune in the soil
Nary a royal's been seen to toil
Batter your hands with grease and oil and all of your people's spoils
Wrap a serpent tight and keep it eternally coiled
They'll be headed to the palace soon
They'll be headed to the palace soon
They don't want a ticket or a picture or a meet me in the middle
They'll be headed to the palace soon
[Verse 2: Reilly Shane]
I've been the jack of all trades
I make them all feel amazed
I ain't been sleeping very often
Busy writing for days
I run the pack and that's a fact
I feel like Gordon Bombay
I go attack then run it back
I feel like Bobby Booshay
I'm in the crib with the homies
We're bumping Wheezy and Joey
I'm talking badass
I know there's love you can show me
I'm on the stairway to heaven
Getting munchies at a 7-Eleven
But soon we'll be in Phoenix
Balling out with Katie and Devon
We'll soon be seeing commas
I ain't talking Comicon
Here to meet the GOATs
So the rest of y'all I'm stepping on
Rapping going on and on
Stacking cheddar, parmesan
I'm the main event
Sit and watch like a soccer mom
Remember y'all was laughing like the boy was cracking jokes
Funny how you switch every time I'm hitting notes
Legends in the making, best believe that's some real shit
Y'all ain't never feel shit because y'all ain't know the deal bitch
[Chorus: CATALYST.]
Divvy up the spoils, there's a fortune in the soil
Nary a royal's been seen to toil
Batter your hands with grease and oil and all of your people's spoils
Wrap a serpent tight and keep it eternally coiled
They'll be headed to the palace soon
They'll be headed to the palace soon
They don't want a ticket or a picture or a meet me in the middle
They'll be headed to the palace soon
[Verse 3: ghøsty]
(ghøsty)
We the GOATs upon the mountain
Looking down on your situation, I feel like an accountant
Me and C the council, I ain't praying on your downfall
Walking among us is doubtful, yeah it's doubtful (Nah)
I've been back in my bag
I'm in London with a satchel that be getting me shagged
It's crazy, y'all been wigging out like you're dressing in drag
Chill with the lads, walk the city while you carry my bags
Zep, zep, let me rep, rep, I was broken
I got slept, need to reconnect, man I've awoken
Went from smoking to traveling, Hoboken
I've been causing too much ruckus, it be looking like I broke in
In the zone I'm floating, I'm gathering serotonin
I'm sliding the beat is soaking, being cautious, put a toe in
Headed to the palace, stars are out like I'm in Dallas
Life is all about the balance, new beginnings bring a challenge
[Chorus: CATALYST.]
Divvy up the spoils, there's a fortune in the soil
Nary a royal's been seen to toil
Batter your hands with grease and oil and all of your people's spoils
Wrap a serpent tight and keep it eternally coiled
They'll be headed to the palace soon
They'll be headed to the palace soon
They don't want a ticket or a picture or a meet me in the middle
They'll be headed to the palace soon
Divvy up the spoils, there's a fortune in the soil
Nary a royal's been seen to toil
Batter your hands with grease and oil and all of your people's spoils
Wrap a serpent tight and keep it eternally coiled
They'll be headed to the palace soon
They'll be headed to the palace soon
They don't want a ticket or a picture or a meet me in the middle
They'll be headed to the palace soon
