High Five Sinners - King Before Me
Morels shiftLet the old ways drift
To the side where they're surly to be pushed anyhow
Lose your grip
Let your tongue slip
How's failure taste on the roof of your mouth?
(Well let's find out)
Confident in thought
But words can lose direction
Always seem to end up right back to where we begun
So get off my train of thought I'll accuse your tongue of insurrection
Always going against the master plan
Welcome to the empire!
Of the unknown
Well prepared to (be dethroned)
Welcome to the empire!
Of the unknown
We'll prepared to....
You say you took
It all on before
Talking shit through a split lip
Layed our on the floor
You took us for kind
The weakest in the line
But we're the kind to step right up and bust a motherfucker
In the mind
Welcome to the empire!
Of the unknown
Well prepared to (be dethroned)
Welcome to the empire!
Of the unknown
We'll prepared to....
The king before me
Got too comfortable
(And he thought it would last)
'Till we Resist! Triumph!
King before me
Got too comfortable
(And he thought it would last)
Resist! Triumph!
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High Sinners
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