PRINCE

[Intro]
Sugar Ray Rocha on the track

[Chorus]
Make it deposit
They gonna blast you jus like a rocket
Doing too much, lil' bro, I can't stop it
Shut your mouth before I mock it
Damn, just shut up, I ain't gon' tell you again
Rock wit' the genres, rock wit' the friends
So unstoppable, rippin' the ends
I am the prince, she crowned on my head

[Verse]
She be so Spanish, I'm not her papa
This is the banger, I'm makin' it hotter
I'ma just label my style like I gotta
Watch how these folks tryna get slaughtered
I'm with the bros, the blessed big brains
I might make you faint, when I slap yo' face
They all on my body, they might pull my waist
If you my rival, you're not makin' it safe
I cannot fail with these B's in my brain
Smoke on the industry, kiss my A
Mix up the tens, man, I should
They try to lumberjack me, I wish they would
I kill yo' beefs, you cannot cook
Finding my dreams, yeah I'm finna look
Punch in yo' face, call it self defense
Watch you layin' so stiff like a fence, yuh
Too many bitches to argue
So many demons get hit with the harpoon
Nigga, you wack, can't do what I do
Listen to 'Fiery Land' on the iTunes
Damn, I'm so laced up from the mic
So envy, bitin' yo' ear like I'm Mike
Taking that stick with you like a hike
Hit it three times, get it a strike, yuh
Fuck that, you know this the shit
All on my dick, shut yo' lips
Maybe last time, yo' mouth will be bleedin'
From all that talking, you must be weepin'
And they sleepin', I know
Can't argue, case is closed
I'm just a kid on the net doin' the most

[Chorus]
Make it deposit
They gonna blast you jus like a rocket
Doing too much, lil' bro, I can't stop it
Shut your mouth before I mock it
Damn, just shut up, I ain't gon' tell you again
Rock wit' the genres, rock wit' the friends
So unstoppable, rippin' the ends
I am the prince, she crowned on my head