Crypt The Warchild,"
Donāt hit me with the drama, donāt approach me ābout no B.I
Cause Iām a Pharaoh king, and yāall aināt worthy of a reply
Bodies Iāve caught decomposing on the seaside
Catch me river dancing through the
bloody waters, knee-high
Mind state is cut throat, canāt walk around deprived
My team shut it down, and they access will be denied
Crown royal status Puerto-Ricans, thatās how we ride
Nocturnal foes mesmerized by the streetlights
One shot at glory, game will never give you three tries
For the haters Iāve murked, they would love to see me die
Acid tripping vision, everything look hi-defy
Drugs, money, liquor, only things that get me by!"
