(Yung Money Shakespeare)
Cauldron boil and cauldron bubble, I’m brewing raps and I’m making trouble
I got all the clout, and I got all the fame, but you still ain’t any put respect on my name
Lil’ Willy is back, Yung money Shakespeare, boutta pull a Macbeth, be a killer right here
Sick of being the hero, it’s time for some killin’, time for Othello to become a villain
I’m the king of my city, let’s start off strong, I’m beatin’ my chest like the alpha, King Kong
Lyrical godfather, what went wrong? You kids act like I’m washed up and done
I’m so good, that there’s poetry, a whole damn rhyme scheme named after me
A Shakespearean sonnet, it's no joke. I’m the creator, yeah, you don’t want the smoke
(Yung Money Shakespeare)
Fake fans can’t fathom the lengths I’ll go, to show my bros your claims are faux
Oh Romeo, Romeo, stones I throw to the window I’ve got more to show
Watch my flow, don’t tell me to slow, feelin’ like The Flash y’know
Seeds of strength I sow, I’m not your average Joe, boats n’ hoes
Moving mad, can’t nobody ever tell me no
Stratford on Avon, I’m raised in these trenches. End up in London wit’ my homies and wenches
Getting big and making bands, I’d beat thee but t’would infect my hands
You try to run, you can’t escape, the tartness of your face would sour grapes
You eggs, you fries of treachery. You’re kids, children don’t compare to me
(Yung Money Shakespeare)
It’s a treacherous trek, from poor to more, made war with your, metaphorical matador
Holdin’ up red, tryna see some gore, more and more, difficulties I endure
Left for dead I’m sure, on the floor, looking for a gun to draw, I’m feeling sore
My rapport, nothing left to restore, but still I fought, now they want an encore
Attacked in the print by Robert Green, his words were senseless, just obscene
He was just mad about my journey upwards, triggered because my plays were clean
But I had homies who had my back, speaking of, they're on the track
I'll let them introduce themselves, spit some bars and talk some smack
(DJ Carlos)
DJ Carlos, I'm on the beat. Watch out homeboy, my bars are heat
Shakey ain’t joking, it's not a game. His poems aren’t his only claim to fame
Big man willy directed too, his own company, performed for who?
Queen Liz the first, she loved his shows. So much so, that she just chose
To name the company after her house. We knew the rules, we took the vows
All the king's horses and all the king's men, oh wait, that’s us, together again
Me and the fellas, we’re number one. Don't go, don’t leave, I'm almost done
Snipes up next, he's ready to go. Diving in, he’s swimming in dough
(Snipezzz)
Swimming in dough, swimming in hoes, Our time’s almost up, and we’ve gotta go
Cos this is the story of a man and his life, and everyone knows that a man has to die
He choked in his youth, he’d barely begun. He left a widow, two girls and a son
But I'm going off topic, we’re not there quite yet. So listen up, hear me, and never forget
This is a man who you shouldn’t neglect. He’s a writer, an actor, he’s earned some respect
This man’s a genius, he’ll never grow old. His flow, his ideas and his stories perfect
(Yung Money Shakespeare)
Flow and ideas and my stories perfect. Slander to me, yeah you wouldn't expect
I mastered the art of literary techniques, yet you treat me like a silly old antique
After hearing this poem, I hope you have learned. That I never left, but still I returned
Returned? How ironic. Now I must leave. So a line from Macbeth, is what thou shalt receive
Good night, good night! Parting is sweet. Yet I hope that I'm back, and soon we will meet
Cos such words still bring me sorrow, that I shall say good night until it be morrow
