[Verse]
Kings amongst men, crowns dipped in chaos,
Judged by the jury, life’s peppered with payoffs,
Chains swing heavy, cut like a hacksaw,
They fear what’s real, I'm the outlaw's last straw.
[Verse 2]
Bulletproof morals, stitched in my thread count,
Flipping coins, tails praying for the headcount.
Lines cut deep, sharper than a bread bout,
Booked by 12 but they never see my dread sprout.
[Chorus]
Judged by 12 ‘fore I’m carried 10 deep,
Restless grind, no room for lost sleep.
Casket don’t drop ‘til the last peak,
Beats so cold, make the Reaper retreat.
[Bridge]
Late night talks with the devil, a séance,
Foot on the gas, broke the bed with my patience.
Never last call ‘til I’ve written salvation,
Roll slick, death’s whisper is my cadence.
[Verse 3]
From the curb to the castle, made of my pen,
Walking that line between angels and sin.
Clock hands ticking for the cycles I spin,
Dreams stretch farther till they break thin.
[Outro Verse]
Dialed to infinity, this world’s a scam,
Golden crown glistens where the spotlight slams.
Judged by the twelve, never carried by jam,
Writing my fate in the dust with steady hands.