Instruments of War

King of the jungle, man's stacking them rubber bands
Stretch the arm out like I got rubber hands
Politickin' with meals, we got other plans
In 90 days I should be in the motherland
Resilience and patience is fundamental to mental
Lit up the wrist too, hit you with clips too
Whoever knew that the dragon would rise?
Staring demons right into the eyes, forever wise
I'm a product of intellect and respect combined
Always praying to Allah in the shrine
The negative is one side of my mind
All praise his name, just bless me with the fur and a brand new chain
AR, precise aim, life change
I could get a nigga to pop your brain
I'm searching for money and not the fame
Chief Bob let the beat in the background bang
Hold up
You niggas so whack, make me wanna throw up
So what
I'm the illest motherfucker, grow up
All my niggas in the hood, let your chain swing
And if a nigga try to rob you, let that thang bang
I'm like an ancient Pharaoh, architect of pain
Disrespect the king and it's off with your head, man
They ask me why I'm still dumpin, DUH!
Cus I want more cake to come in
If a nigga owe me bread, it's all about respect
So I'mma want him dead, but you should know that, so 'nuff said
I smoke 'til my eyes is blood red, love head
Queen suck me to sleep, she well fed
10 G's laying by that Kel-Tec
30 round clip I could take on your whole set
My flow tight like a corset
I'm tha god, so what I bring gon' be more than death
This rap shit so easy and basic, face it
You ain't fucking with me, Dump Legend, 50 tape shit