J Dot - Crown of Thorns lyrics

[Verse 1: Raekwon] From shooters in buildings to coupes in the pavilions Play wealth, keep your health and your heart first The belt that's been pa**ed on the last car collision and cracks We was there rolling up, holding duffle bags, that's facts Blood on his Fila's, [?] Levi's Laid there, two chains on, where's the throne I was slick, like poets who know his sh**, cold as sh** Thugs that stay loaded then blow throughout the global quick Fast money and sneakers, cool out king silks on Right in front of the Flash Gordon, you crabs goners Stealin' styles so we taxed him out on Billy's [?] The bodies was ripped from water, twist the chalice A grown folks game to the older folks Grey haired gangsters rockin' New Balance See the chodes, a few challenges Money spill, heads tumble, thugs rumble, d** crumble But still I'm still upon in bankers trust, thankin' us Preparing my speech, pulled up in a peach Corniche Seats are burgundy, soccer gear and Louis cleats Hand me my medals, p**y he just laughin' at us I know you wanted my b**h, but money won't attract it They trained, pullin' pistols see the aims It's desert shark, that blow apart flesh and bones when it starts The originator, cuban linx chains, diamonds and clarks Swim on this crime wave where bags of money get washed [Hook] They say Loyalty's golden and it will make you rich Well, I'm royal, my cloth is purple, I never switch High chief, low eyes and hella j**els Word from the wise, it's time to rise and show 'em proof [Verse 2] Getting money is easy, keeping it that's the hard part Creeps and scavengers roam the land, call 'em aardvarks Go ahead and try me now, filthy rich Africans From the slums' glorious days, I bring the action in Long hair Brazillians love swallowing my childrens Selfmade poet, poetry constantly bringin' millions in Scratch that small talk, meetings with the higher ups Walls necessary, cemetary b**h and bury chumps Spark a [?] and sip the champagne for the pain Let's celebrate, this duffel bag snatch your dime piece bag another coffin though From the era where the code is 'never trust a hoe' My advanced stride is the coldest, yo Ritual's get the bread and stay upon your square For the leeches and the sly foxes please be aware 'Cause they will pray upon your shortcomings Jeopardise the family's heir Here's the first gla**, sip it to hell, I'll see you there [Hook] They say Loyalty's golden and it will make you rich Well, I'm royal, my cloth is purple, I never switch High chief, low eyes and hella j**els Word from the wise, it's time to rise and show 'em proof