in the presence of kingship
washed all my demons in the dark where the fiends trip
if we ain't talking about flying then we wingless
landed there in the city where diddy danced
not in advance like priest nuns had fatal accidents
i feel estranged from normal shit
i recollect in every word they regretting
trying to conjure every presence
became a king from a peasant
but nas to jay had to slay the same in his presence
your gift like intelligence
use it just like a weapon
in the wrong season when the coat off
stunting in the quarters where niggas rap before daughters
it's so over when rap premier in the rap premiere
couldn't circle floor if you float inside of a culdesac
that's the end to your winning streak
but never made it to the finals
they call me r to the a-p
and that's preem on the beat
sometimes i feel like this rap shit is heaven-sent
about to lay it down for these motherfuckers
from king arthur to king carter
never deserted like botswana
decipher how i was penning
i'm pinning you resenting everything like the kingsmen
the beat stall like i walk
i told niggas my rhymes is like the menace
wade in the flow and they follow me coast to coast with it