King of Rap

Intro — Spoken, Distorted

Turn the bass up.

Let the whole damn kingdom hear it.

Thirteenth in line?

Watch me change the order.

Verse 1

I came through the static with a bootleg mic,

One blown speaker and a sleepless night.

Had to punch each take when the neighbours knocked,

Now the kick hits hard enough to shake their clocks.

I put teeth in the rhythm, let it bite through wax,

Leave a breath in the pocket, then I double right back.

You can hear where I'm headed, still miss that turn—

Got a whole front row mouthing words they learned.

I don't need ten men telling you I'm dangerous,

Drop that backing track—hear how loud the place gets.

Every last syllable lands on its feet,

I can make a packed room move without a beat.

Used to write on receipts at a kitchen table,

Now the sound man's asking what the subs can handle.

Thirteen scratched in the side of the crown—

Tell the next man up I ain't sitting down.

Chorus — Shouted

WHO GOT THE CROWN? I GOT THAT!

WHO SHUT IT DOWN? RUN THAT BACK!

Boots on the stage, let the floorboards crack,

13th Prince—I'm the king of rap!

Hands to the roof when the bassline slams,

Whole damn room knows who I am.

Say my name till the walls talk back—

13th Prince—I'm the king of rap!

Verse 2 — Faster, Aggressive

You got a rented throne and a receipt for the jewels,

An expensive little chair doesn't make you rule.

Got a team writing threats that you read off a screen,

I got ink on my fingers and a torn-up sleeve.

Listen—

I can switch that pace at the snap of a snare,

Put a fistful of syllables right in the air,

Then stop.

Let the silence make you lean.

One word drops and the whole crowd screams.

That's command, that's a hand on the pulse of the pit,

That's a thousand heads turning when the first drums hit.

You can buy yourself a billboard over my block,

Can't buy that roar when the beat cuts off.

I've had bad sets, dead rooms, cables that failed,

Kept rapping through the feedback, finished every tale.

So don't tell me what a crown ought to cost—

I can name every night, every hour I lost.

Chorus — Shouted

WHO GOT THE CROWN? I GOT THAT!

WHO SHUT IT DOWN? RUN THAT BACK!

Boots on the stage, let the floorboards crack,

13th Prince—I'm the king of rap!

Hands to the roof when the bassline slams,

Whole damn room knows who I am.

Say my name till the walls talk back—

13th Prince—I'm the king of rap!

Bridge — Half-Time, Heavy Bass

Kill the lights.

Keep the red one burning.

Hear that crowd?

That's the whole room turning.

No backing voice.

Just a breath and a snare.

You want this crown?

Come earn it here.

Verse 3 — Building

I put the work in when nobody watched,

Kept a pen by the bed when the next line knocked.

Woke up hoarse with a verse half-finished,

Spent the next three hours putting sharper edges in it.

Now I step to the lip of the stage, look down,

See a kid in the front with his mouth on every sound.

That's the moment I know what the long nights made—

He's a bar ahead, yelling what I'm about to say.

So bring your best sixteen, leave the excuses home,

We can settle this clean with a mic and a metronome.

I'll be right here, sweat running down my back—

Crown tipped low. Let's fucking rap.

Final Chorus — Full Crowd

WHO GOT THE CROWN? I GOT THAT!

WHO SHUT IT DOWN? RUN THAT BACK!

Boots on the stage, let the floorboards crack,

13th Prince—I'm the king of rap!

Hands to the roof when the bassline slams,

Whole damn room knows who I am.

Say my name till the walls talk back—

13th Prince—I'm the king of rap!

Outro — Spoken

13th in line.

First on the mic.