[Intro] King Giuseppe Felipe, Cortez Yeah [Verse 1] Gold on the crown, that’s Giuseppe Whole town talk when he step, heavy Two chairs posted by the throne, real ready Felipe by the door, Cortez, hands steady Came from the dirt, now the floors marble Whole feast laid out, he was starvin’ Now he carve lamb while the court all watchin’ One small nod, and the problems stoppin’ (shh) Felipe got the ledgers, numbers in his head Turn one coin into ten, that’s bread Cortez in the courtyard, steel by his leg Anybody testin’ gets marched to the edge [Chorus] King Giuseppe, runnin’ up the realm (yeah) Felipe with the plans, Cortez at the helm (woo) Whole crowd bow when they step on the stone Three-man circle, but it feel like one throne King Giuseppe, every bell gon’ ring Felipe count cash, Cortez guard the ring From the front gate torch to the back-room wine If it move in the kingdom, it move by design (by design) [Verse 2] Check the long table, candles burn slow Felipe whisper figures in a low tone Land by the river, ships at the dock He see future maps every time clocks knock Cortez walk rounds when the hall go quiet Boots on the brick keep fools from the riot Coat stay closed but the weight sit close He the last face seen by the ones doin’ most Giuseppe in silk, but his hands scarred up He remember cold nights, no fire, no cup Now he raise toast, silver clash with the glass “Loyalty first, or you vanish fast” (vanish) [Chorus] King Giuseppe, runnin’ up the realm Felipe with the plans, Cortez at the helm Whole crowd bow when they step on the stone Three-man circle, but it feel like one throne King Giuseppe, every bell gon’ ring Felipe count cash, Cortez guard the ring From the front gate torch to the back-room wine If it move in the kingdom, it move by design [Bridge] One hand up, crowd freeze in place Three shadows long in the courtyard space “If you ride, then you ride,” that’s the law he set Name sound sharp, they don’t dare forget (Giuseppe) [Chorus] King Giuseppe, runnin’ up the realm Felipe with the plans, Cortez at the helm Whole crowd bow when they step on the stone Three-man circle, but it feel like one throne King Giuseppe, every bell gon’ ring Felipe count cash, Cortez guard the ring From the front gate torch to the back-room wine If it move in the kingdom, it move by design (yeah)

rap, Aggressive trap banger with male vocals; dark bell melody over booming low-end and crisp hats. Verses ride a confident double-time flow with ad-lib stabs and quick internal rhymes. Hook widens with stacked chant vocals and a simpler, shout-along rhythm; brief drop in the bridge for a vocal-only moment before the drums smash back in., hip hop