Caliburnus Cocktail Lyrics

Say hi to your highness

I write rhymes like the finest

But you write rhymes like you're blinded by five smiling Sirens

Divine timing

So high like I'm sky climbing

Your brain packed, all you have in your mind is fine dining

But the breathing will cease

You the wrong puzzle for fitting this piece

I take your bread like I'm feeding these geese

I'm the Undertaker, lose your life after all

I drug the pallbearers and watch your fucking casket fall

I leave you drawn and quartered half passed a cock's crow,

Even an Ice Age won't melt down this hot flow

I don't give a shit like a baby that's constipated

A kiss of death for these cousins, but they not related

Listen

I grab the rock like my balls itchy

I'm crazy as fuck in the set like I'm Klaus Kinski

I stopped coming to the cyph 'cuz you all shifty

I'm the leader of the New Age, who all with me

Any time you spit it's funny rap

Bury you in the Necropolis with Mummy wrap

It's funny that all you care about is money rap

I enter Acre with nothing but a bloody map

Just admit all my tracks are your favorite song

And we going back and forth like we playing Pong

Atari, drop you off in the Safari, Harare

Hold your sack like you carry laundry

You call yourself a martyr but you Arafat

I keep a meteorite dagger in a camera pack

I break a drawbridge with nothing but my bare fists

I write real rhymes while you just prepare lists

You a scared fish, I'm a sea lion

Is that your dog in the back, tell him he's dying

I sit on the Iron Throne even through the flames

Keep talking shit dude like you play computer games

A Terracotta Army, ancient artifact

Keep mouthing off dog, I promise that your jaw will crack

I be in my zone filled with ruins of marble

Stop playing money, we both know you stupid awful

This shit's a gamble and it's rigged in the House favor

I got a pole that'll leave you with metal mouth flavor

About-face ya and shoot the apple off your dome

I pummel Papis in the Piazza off Patron

To be honest, this rap shit is second nature

I carry coins, see the Mint, I beckon paper

You less than major, you really playing in the minors

You been patiently waiting for these label co-signers

But no sire, you ain't got no fire

You fumble like Acro trying to tightrope a whole wire

They call me the Steel Samurai

One press of a button and call me Goldblum, 'cuz I watch you assholes Fly