[Intro: GoldenEMP]
If I could be king of the world
I'd bury you under the ashes
Reserve a spot in hell for me, the crown comes easy
Teach to Davey Jones, it must get freezing
If I could be king of the world
On top off all of the masses
This feels like my season, you can't kill my dream
If I don't even sleep that well
[Verse 1: Rustage]
Look in the eyes of your killer
God made a choice when designing the trigger
Penning their deaths like I'm writing a thriller
And keeping the tags, 'cus my type ain't vanilla, I did it bigger
Water still rising, they cry me a river
Whole bunch of mugs, so go find me the liquor
Birds want the paper? It's time to deliver
The devil made coin, but the tithe paid the vicar, right to the winner
You don't make demands of the author, lambs to the slaughter
Pull up in the Van, and the augur
I gon keep expanding my borders, mangled and tortured
They can't even handle the aura
Talking to the map like I'm Dora, man's an explorer
Be it on the land or the water
Guess I'm just a fan of your trauma, bang out of order
Talking with the Doc, get you shot, leave you packed with disorders
Ay, bring the captains out
Bitch, we're back in town
Berries, cash and crowns in my bank accounts
I ain't stealing, just pitching hand-me-downs
Now you're pleading like: "Kid, you ran your mouth"
Marshall Teach 'em how shit is managed now
Opera singing 'cause I ripped the phantom out
Gang of villains, I'mma different talent scout
Red light, red light
I be putting bodies into headlines, check mine
Look at who your fucking with the best I'm ten times
Any pirate stepping up, and boarding on my deck might
End up cutting short 'cause you can't reach the deadline
Sink 'em in the depths light
Blacker than my beard, in the sea and their friends might
Feel it in their chest, they can't breathe til the next life, ah!
[Chorus: GoldenEMP]
If I could be king of the world
I'd bury you under the ashes
Reserve a spot in hell for me, the crown comes easy
Teach to Davey Jones, it must get freezing
If I could be king of the world
On top off all of the masses
This feels like my season, you can't kill my dream
If I don't even sleep that well
[Verse 2: Rustage]
It's lethal business so hedonistic
I'm crossing opps, see how Jesus did this
They say I killed 'em, please, be specific
Made a mill from charting, but don't keep statistics
I'm the judge and jury, they can be the witness
Rather kill the patient, they go treat the sickness
I've got colder allies, Kuzan freezing victims
And I dunk 'em under like they Tea in biscuits
Rejecting their offers, empty they coffins
Not in my gen, don't entertain toddlers
Devils make monsters left with no conscience
Treat 'em like Koby - getting my choppers
They ain't a cap or end to my roster
Painting 'em black and red in my honour
I'm breaking their back, I'm mending her posture
Crushing their mass so dense they got hotter
I'm breaking the waters and calling it Martial Law
I didn't start the war, hiding their dreams, but don't ask what the mask is for
You're not a passing thought, king of the world, see I couldn't ask for more
Look at what darkness cause
[Chorus: GoldenEMP]
If I could be king of the world
I'd bury you under the ashes
Reserve a spot in hell for me, the crown comes easy
Teach to Davey Jones, it must get freezing
If I could be king of the world
On top off all of the masses
This feels like my season, you can't kill my dream
If I don't even sleep that well
[Outro: GoldenEMP]
King of the world
King of the world (Ahh- Ah-Aah)
King of the world
King of the world (Ahh-Ah-Aah)
King of the world
King of the world (Ahh-Ah-Aah)
King of the world
King of the world
