[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)