Album Cover Phoenix King

Phoenix King

CeeDubelu

6

Can′t hit an ounce off a peck

Won't have the same kind effect

As it would on nextLoud sound hang on my het

Swear up and down it prevent

What hound in my head

Levels in red I only push past

Catching the ill when I hold it fast

Check what I kill in the aftermath

Don′t matter the facts

They sit in the back

Bury my skill likewise

Bathe in that still life-size

Barely got filled

I milled out the feel

And felt out the build I viced

Unfelled, I been died twice

Don't count the times I tried

Run out when I dont line

A plot out to find

Wise ways I spend my time

Should've known I was the villian from my monologing

That why they don′t call me often

Aim at my lid and expect a coffin

Sorry I get breathe in larcen

My ambition ardent

All my art is arson

All dear departed I′m sorry

I had to get started sometime

And I can't argue

I got coal in the belly

Me put soul in the telly

I′m parting

Yeah me ready, me starting

Don't really matter if it′s dark in

I keep a torch on charging

Yeah yeah

I got coal in the belly

Me put soul in the telly

I'm parting

Yeah me ready, me starting

I keep a torch on call in

All in all in

I been, I been, I been

On fire, On fire, On fire

No lie

True wordsmith, don′t look surprised

Got it honest from He who spit sunrise

Whole time that I slurred speech at nine

Turned out that my mind likes to write in rhyme

No hyperbole think back words in eternities

Easy way never occurred to me

Oh wait, you never heard of me?

Thanks for the courtesy

You hit the jackpot listening early, certainly

I could determine the route that's involved

In running y'all off

I′d rather dissolve

And spread what I spawn

In utter resolve

I′m bringing the dawn

And lighting the wall

And watching it all fall

I'm topping my lungs

And leaving ′em scald

Should've known I was the villian from my monologing

That why they don′t call me often?

Aim at my lid and expect a coffin

Sorry I get breathe in larcen

My ambition ardent

All my art is arson

All dear departed I'm sorry

I had to get started sometime

Now I can′t argue

I got coal in the belly

Me put soul in the telly

I'm parting

Yeah me ready, me starting

Don't really matter if it′s dark in

I keep a torch on charging

Yeah yeah

I got coal in the belly

Me put soul in the telly

I′m parting

Yeah me ready, me starting

I keep a torch on call in

All in - I been

I been, I been

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

On fire

On fire on fire

On fire

I been