LOTR - The Return Of The King

The rusted chains of prison moons are shattered by the sun I walk a road, horizons change, the tournament's begun The purple piper plays his tune, the choir softly sing Three lullabies in an ancient tongue for the court of the crimson king The keeper of the city keys ut shutters on the dreams I wait outside the pilgrim's door with insufficient schemes The black queen chants, the funeral march, the cracked brass bells will ring To summon back the fire witch to the court of the crimson king The gardener plants an evergreen whilst trampling on a flower I chase the wind of a prism ship to taste the sweet and sour The pattern juggler lifts his hand, the orchestra begin As slowly turns the grinding wheel in the court of the crimson king On soft gray mornings widows cry, the wise men share a joke I run to grasp divining signs to satisfy the hoax The yellow jester does not play, but gently pulls the strings And smiles as the puppets dance in the court of the crimson king

I'm back up on my feet Back up never saw defeat Battled every part of me Shattered every scar ye see I was born a king You were born to bleed Better take a seat Before ye bend a knee No apology Never get out of me Tapping as ye count to three Doubted when I couldn't' breathe Now ye beg and plead Sowing then ye reap Ye, I'm coming for ye This is Return of the greatest Oh oh oh Legend making Oh oh oh I can taste it My kingdom My crown Return of the greatest Oh oh oh Beast awakened Oh oh oh Can't be shaken Oh oh oh My kingdom My crown My crown Swore I'd never leave Come back of the century Legend and a legacy Reaching for my destiny The time has come Your time is done Can only be one Know my enemy Never been a friend to me Never get the best of me Now ye just a memory Sitting on the throne I'm coming home It's your time to go This is Return of the greatest Oh oh oh Legend making Oh oh oh I can taste it My kingdom My crown Return of the greatest Oh oh oh Beast awakened Oh oh oh Can't be shaken Oh oh oh My kingdom My crown My crown My crown Return of the greatest Legend making Return of the greatest Oh oh oh Legend making Oh oh oh I can taste it My kingdom My crown Return of the greatest Oh oh oh Beast awakened Oh oh oh Can't be shaken Oh oh oh My kingdom My crown My crown Return of the greatest Return of the greatest

Beat so fast... The rhythm so fast Yeah... Ughhh Huh... Yeah Welcome to the "Point of No Return" where murders and gangstas meet And where I'm from, niggas'll lay you six feet deep And when you lay down, nigga you sleep with one eye open Witcha head cracked, spine busted, and rib cage broken In the 870, they call me K-I-N-G T-R-Double O-P hustle in the P-O-U-N-D Where they bang they B's and C's and G's and Treyz Chilling with A-N-T-D-O-G blowing haze Cali-made, Texas raised where the games don't get played Mesa Verde representer til I'm deep in my grave I'm posted up with Rob Thugga and he toting a gauge I got the Mac and King Troopa rolling with the AK Time to run up in they crib and lay, bodies down Wife and kids included no one to witness the crime Slaughterhouse, no not Royce Da 5'9" Real G's that'll run up on ya Royce with five nines As we creeping with nines, we taking yo grind Rob you for your shine while looking out for five-oh at the same time In my mind, evil thoughts lurkin' let's run up behind You take the left I take the right and let the bullets surround Gun busting my hobby in yo lobby letting that thing sing Ripping through bodies with my shotty look what my team bring A fully loaded pistol that whistles making the scene scream Extended clips and silencers two AR-15s With an infrared beam to help me to aim for shots to exchange That's coming right straight for your brain to help us remain On top of the game until it go bang Up in my range doing our thang stacking paper to help us maintain Wait, wait, wait, wait I just wanna make sure y'all heard what he said He said stacking paper to maintain, now that's insane Coming straight for your brain Nothing but dome shots baby, check me I kick the door in, swang the choppa and hit a nigga plexin No connection I wave it one time it'll spray in every direction Smith and Wesson with no discretion wrecking leavin' bloody messes Testing Tripl3 Thr3at you destined to end up meeting with the weapon Or I might come through yo ceiling while hanging upside down With the Nightvision Sniper Rifle, quiet no sound Red dots on his head, equals corpse on the ground Now there's white t-shirts with his pictures around the town I'm a hit you from a block away, then let them choppas spray Something like Dr. Dre that's how Tripl3 Thr3at operate If a nigga catch an attitude I'm a Ice em Eazy for Renegadin' I'm Mesa Verde, green and yellow believe me I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah You don't wanna mess with me Got the police bussing at me But they can't do nothing to a G Troop gone spark and grill ya, a blood hound for scrilla Only took a couple of hot bullets just to kill ya Ant Dog's a nigga that'll leave ya body in the river Bullet holes delivered to ya head, neck, chest, and liver Make em quiver, make a grown man muffle Chop his body parts and mix it like a jigsaw puzzle I'm tryna see though, better holler at'cha P.O. Y'all niggas shoot ya guns worser than Shaq shooting a freethrow I got that Reggie Miller deadly from a distance For instance I can dot ya ceiling from any position On a mission for vengeance got these niggas hopin' and wishin That I don't kill em ya life is ending and ya death is beginning We winning we causing chaos and if you tryna sue me I'm robbin', same mask from the Michael Myers movie If a nigga don't have my money causing procrastination I'm a bust my guns no matter where even the police station (Evil laugh)