Melancholy Vibes Kings Fall Funky,King Of The Chess Board

Rollin' through the streets of the broken glass city of the 4 1 9 where the shadows creep,Lost dreams echo while the city sleeps

Funky hard nursery rhymes playing in my head

But the soul’s getting heavy the colors turn dead.Life's a twisted fairytale lost in the grind

Hopes fade away like they're left behind

King of the board but my heart’s feeling light

Funky beats still thump even in the fight

Lost in the palace can’t find my way out

Poet on the mic hear the echoes of doubt

Listen up Little Red don’t stray from the path

Wolves lurking 'round always waiting to laugh

Jack jumped hig but now he’s hit the ground

Searching for a way to turn this life around

Broken crowns and shattered schemes

Chasing faded visions and forgotten dreams

.Drowning in verses wishing for light

Melancholic rhymes in the dead of night

[ Aquatic verse ] " hold up wait a minute set back relax as I switch this shit up switch this shit up mix this shit up shut the fuck up listen the fuck up," [ verse ] [ slam,hit hard ]Yo,Humpty Dumpty had a great fall 'cause I pushed him off the wall

Biscuit Vision icy y'all stuck in a snowball

Fee-fi-fo-fum smell the frauds when they run

My bars heavy like Jack's candlestick fire til it's done.Row row row your clout right down the stream

Y’all thinking it’s a game Biscuit Vision wrecks your dream,

King of the Chess board crown’s never outta sight

Biscuit bake 'em quick, all pawns caught in fright

Hickory dickory dock y’all stuck in the clock

Poet flows eternal rappers’ time always stops

Little Miss Muffet sat down feelin' tough

Till I whipped her curds an whey,now she had enough,Mary had a little lamb,but she couldn't keep it fresh,I'm chefin’ up competitors,y’all crumbs in my mesh.

Rapunzel let that hair down ‘til I braided these bars,Shatter princess idols, I’m aiming for stars.

King of the Chess board, crown’s never outta sight,

Biscuit bake 'em quick, y'all pawns caught in fright

Hickory dickory dock y’all stuck in the clock,

Poet flows eternal, rappers’ time always stops.

Biscuit Vision Poet king of the Chess board y'all self proclaimed Kings get out my thrown poet's home from the thunder dome,took a break,but back with a polished crown,

In this grim game, you either smile or drown. Biscuit Vision Poet cookin' short bread got the Melancholy vibes flowing ,kings fall funky, Hickory Dickory Doc y'all stuck in a clock,..Biscuit Vision, fresh dough risin'