Royal T - BOUNTY

I'm writing, I'm writing, I'm writing
These words coming out of my head like a tiger
That's ready to pounce on it's prey I'd advise you
Better get out of my head man, it's violent
Hater's don't comment, I'll burn you, I'm fire
Lyrically look at the game now it's toxic
Done with lame rappers 'cause I'm getting tired
Think its your birthday 'cause I'm a surprise you
I am a nowhere, nobody
Making a name for my for myself and it's kinda
Funny 'cause I am so quiet
Thinking 'bout logic
Wondering if I could ever beat Bobby
Give all respect
This ain't a threat
If I go now they will come for my neck
Give it a sec
Then give me the check
Back to the cadence (Ready, Set)
Go further, go further, go further
Pushing the limits to go out and murder
Beats on my plate and I do not regurgi-tate
So, I'm making this music to serve you
Calling the shots, when I spit I don't lag
Turning the corner I'm gripping the mag
Saying you hate it
They put out a bounty on me
I cut off their head and I bury the bag (Woo)
They say I'm weak, they count me out
Another voice, another doubt
I tried to scream
but made no sound
My head keeps spinning around their loud
(Loud, loud, loud)

Tryna make this rap game work
Killed my doubts should've done that first
Now their gone blood on my shirt
Don't need their help when I put them in a hearse
Feeling like I just got hurt
First time their off this earth
That I made in my mind
No I am not fine, but I guess it could be worse
Thought they had me
Couldn't grab me
To fast with the lyrics, can't astound me
Telling me they want to sign me with the black ink
When I get a record deal I can't forget the family
Got the best of me
Want to pressure me
Don't fold, still can't beat the half of me
Spit fast, mind running like a track meet
Put them on skates like I run the game (Athlete)
Antisocial, is what I am but, maybe I'm supposed to
Branch out like I'm bicoastal
Seek others out, yeah, get bifocals
Telescope too
Who knows you
"Not I," said the man in blue
"Turn around now I don't care for you"
"Yeah, got a clown sound your terrible"
Grip the mic and say, "forget it I won't listen to you"
At first, I was messing around
Had a lot on my mind tryna figure me out
Then I turned the sound down
and the crowd was loud
Started telling myself 'I got to get off the ground'
And rise up, like a visor
In a car, in the rain
I'm a caesar, better size up
But you can't 'cause I'm higher
On the riser, penalize ya
Taking out the tranqualizer
Looking like you fell asleep
Shut your mouth won't hear a peep
Talking bad you're gonna get the fleet
Yeah it's royal but it ain't the queens
Got this dark cloud over me
It rains and storms, then up and leaves
I get a good view of my dreams
Then it comes to haunt in a couple weeks
Mind is a weapon
Cock it back then shoot the reflection
Not your average pedestrian
Outside I'm calm but, I am restless
Got a lot of people I don't mess with
Keep the huddle mad tight now, check this
Got a couple things on my check list
Done wrong, now I confess it
But I'm gone now and I'm home now
My doubts telling me I got the wrong sound
Cut them off got this on lock down
Straight with the words ain't no run around
No they can't take my crown
On a throne right now with a big ol' smile
Strip it off and take away my bank account
Me, myself, and I's gonna hold it down

Tryna make this rap game work
Killed my doubts should've done that first
Now their gone blood on my shirt
Don't need their help when I put them in a hearse
Feeling like I just got hurt
First time their off this earth
That I made in my mind
No I am not fine, but I guess it could be worse
Tryna make this rap game work
Killed my doubts should've done that first
Now their gone blood on my shirt
Don't need their help when I put them in a hearse
Feeling like I just got hurt
First time their off this earth
That I made in my mind
No I am not fine, but I got my kin and verse

Written by:
Charles Griffin

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