King Of Cracked Crowns

Born to be a Cowboy but ain't no rodeo here

Your Bull god's got no horns Just a puppet to steer

Slim chances Shady antics You're fake to the bone

White trash wannabe king you're a jester on the throne You’re the King of Nothing Just a shadow in the light Stealing from the real ones

But you’ll never win the fight Too short to stand tall

Too fake to break free King of Nothing Bow down to the real OG Easy does it Boy But you missed the mark Trying to act ruthless But you’re scared of the dark Got no Struggle in your veins No fight in your heart Nu Breed of poser Your whole act’s falling apart Sabotaged yourself with every Beastie ploy

License to ill? Nah just a license to annoy

Rattling chains in the trailer park light

Bawitdaba dreams in the dead of the night

Slim shady shadows creep Yeah they bite

No crown for a king of no throne in sight

I’m the king of the junkyard The lord of the scrap

Born too short to kneel I just snap Eazy come

Eazy go Your rhymes are a joke

Struggle in my veins But I never broke

Got little wyte lies in your big dark soul

Trying to nu breed a fight I’m digging the hole

Sabotage your lines like the beastie boys said

Your rhymes are DOA Already dead Cowboy hat you’re no outlawBawitdaba wannabeI see the flaw

Born to be a Cowboy baby but I bucked that ride

White lines like Little Wyte but I ain't snorting pride

Too Short on patience so I cut the dead weight

No Eazy E here just the ruthless fate

You want a fight? Let’s dance in the fire

Your bars are a struggle mine fuel the pyre

Knock knock who's there? It’s the Beastie noise

Sabotage your ego dismantle your toys

You can't hang with the real Nu Breed

King of cracked crowns I make your kingdom bleed

Mom's spaghetti ain't enough for this feast

Eminem melting while I'm roasting the beast

Struggle Jennings? I ain't got time for that fight

While you're chasing shadows I'm owning the night

Brass knuckles words they hit like bricks

Your Kid Rock dreams shattered to bits

I’m a poet’s blade sharp cutting deep

Keep your talk cheap I’ll put you to sleep

Knock knock who's there? It’s the Beastie noise

Sabotage your ego dismantle your toys

You can't hang with the real Nu Breed

King of cracked crowns I make your kingdom bleed

You want a fight I bring the blaze

Ink pen in my hand I set it ablaze

Rhymes tighter than your weak parade

This junkyard dog won’t be tamed king of crooked crowns won't back down Won’t fade You’re the King of Nothing Just a shadow in the light

Stealing from the real ones you’ll never win the fight too short to stand tall Too fake to break free King of Nothing Bow down to the real OG It’s a White Boy Wasted dream you’re drowning in shame Struggle Jennings taught you nothing You just borrowed the name From the trailer to the stage It’s a parody scene While the real ones grind

You just mime on screen unheard unseen bow down to the king of cracked crowns your crown is mine now