As We Enter

As we enter

Come now we take you on the biggest adventure

Must be dementia, that you ever thought

You could touch our credentials, what's the initials?

You be Jamrock the lyrical official

Send out the order, laws and the rituals

Burn candles, say prayers, paint murals

It is truth we big news, we hood heroes

Break past the anchor, we come to conquer

Man a badman, we no play Willy Wonka

And I got the guns

I got the ganja

And we could blaze it up on your block if you want to

Or haze it up stash box in a Hummer

Or you could run up and get done up

Or get something that you want none of

Unlimited amount you collect from us

Direct from us, street intellectuals

And I'm shrewd about decimals

And my man'll speak Patois

And I can speak rap star

Y'all feel me even if it's in Swahili

habari gani

nzuri sana

Switch up the language and move to Ghana

Salute and honor, real revolution rhymers

Rhythm piranhas

Like true Obamas, unfold the drama

Word is out, hysteria you heard about

Nas and Jr. Gong gonna turn it out

Body the verse until they scream "murder" out

The kings is back, time to return the crown

Who want it? Tuck your chain, we're due coming

Renegades that'll peel you back like new hundreds

Bet your jewels on it, you don't want to lose on it

Either move on or move on it

Queens to Kingston

Gunshot we use and govern the kingdom

Rise of the Winston, I can see the fear up in your eyes

Realize you can die any instant

And I can hear the sound of a voice

When you must lose your life like mice in the kitchen

Snitching, I can see him pissing on hisself

And he's wetting up his thighs and he trying to resist it

Switching, I can smell him digging up shit like a fly

Come around and be persistent

That's how you end up in a hitlist

Ain't no bad man business

No evidence

Crime scene, fingerprint-less

Flow effortless

Casual like the weekends

No pressure when

We're comfy and decent

We set this off beasting

Hunting season

And, frankly speaking...

Word is out, hysteria you heard about

Nas and Jr. Gong gonna turn it out

Body the verse until they scream "murder" out

The kings is back, time to return the crown

Who want it? Tuck your chain, we're due coming

Renegades that'll peel you back like new hundreds

Bet your jewels on it, you don't want to lose on it

Either move on or move on it

Word is out, hysteria you heard about

Nas and Jr. Gong gonna turn it out

Body the verse until they scream "murder" out

The kings is back, time to return the crown

Who want it? Tuck your chain, we're due coming

Renegades that'll peel you back like new hundreds

Bet your jewels on it, you don't want to lose on it

Either move on or move on it