[Verse 1: Da Poet]
I would say that you're a GOAT but sadly that's not the case. (yuh)
I came to run the game, your favourite ain't got the pace. (Ain't got the pace)
Fumani started rapping he blew out in front yo' face. (In yo face)
In it for the cheese, in order I rest my case
Ironically the king of the jungle you're just a copy cat
Feel like Mr Lincoln, my wisdom inside my top hat. (Shlatt)
Never hesitating to kick it like im an acrobat
I could turn a grave into your natural habitat. (Mmm, mmm, oh shit)
KING
Don't care 'bout where you been, they trippin' they sipping lean
They funny like Mr Bean (oh shit), like Michaеl the way I lean
Im dripping like submarinе (Mmm), all this talent in the pocket of my Gene

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