Night King

The whispers at night talk
With the death diction
Ambition and intuition, keep your distance
Sometimes I look at my pistol
I'm all tempted
All MC's after me, it's my descendant
Shatter your defences, ambushes
Dramatical intentions
Irrational your business
Fabricate irrational decisions
Execute your pastor as no witness
Spreading false lies, causing sickness
Elaborate your vision
Can't let 'em keep down and small
At night fall, your renegade is all small
You sweeter than a minute maid, I'm all raw
Razor blade, Iron Man, hell spawn
You just play the pawn
I hold it down for the crown
Shells erode the smell night menace
When I attack they say "Man down!"
Sniffing for the blood like a hell hound
Sitting on the shell mounds
Squeezing out the Gatlin is spell clown