Mythological Rapper - King Sun

When I get ill there’s a reason cause it’s duck season

Hunter of the fronter, though it’s not pleasin

To know that rappers are false advocatin

Shootin me prisons but see I’m waitin

For one of you to slip up and make a mistake

Just to mention my name, that is all it would take

For me to serve like a waiter, deliver and cater

Seek and destroy like a rap exterminator

My murderin is legal, do damage to your ego

Try to defy, but adios amigo

You shoulda been smarter, to know you’re not harder

As far as I’m concerned you are just a part of

Another dimension, I pay no attention

To, you were through if you knew like I knew

Wanna battle me, get up and walk into the set-up

You’re tempted to rock but the mind said: Shut up!

And listen to the master because I’m rulin

Schoolin while I’m jewelin, just ridiculin

You false advocators, to whom it concerns

Mythological rappers, you got a lot to learn

(Mythological)

I throw a rhyme like a pitch jettin over the plate

Think that you’re the big hitter, you swung too late

Five that I threw did somethin to you

Until the very last count is just 3 and 2

Bein just an individual you all are the same

I throw a strike, drop the mike because you’re out of the game

See, I am the major league, others are minor

There is no one that could ever be finer

When it comes to performin you are obsolete

Put down the microphone and walk away from the beat

This job is for a man, you don’t qualify

I think that you are very dumb to even try to apply

And to think, you try to prove that you’re intelligent

Your IQ is very low, I find it relevant

To this point, which you are missin, still you keep dissin

Remember, you were never ever competition

For a brother like me, though when I perform

I get the booty hole warm like the quiet storm

I go to work and go bezerk and work ya out your skirt

You really dig me cause I’m thick but then you think it would hurt

But see you told me you’re a woman, I guess you can hang

Don’t blame it on me if I hurt yo thang

(Mythological)

I see that rap is gettin older, and so are MC’s

Old age could never catch rhymes like these

Which are unapprehendable, others are expendable

I qualify and rely upon dependable

Thoughts that I can radiate, hold up, wait

Let me show and prove in the way that I can demonstrate

(Mythological)

I make you furious and curious, I’m glorious, victorious

And if you listen close you’ll find the moral of the story is

Sent in a printed mail to the residence of a duck

That I should pluck just for pressin your luck

While I’m defeatin and succeedin in givin you the beatin

Hospitals will be treatin once you start bleedin

You will need a intravenous for fightin with the meanest

And there will be no witnesses to say that they have seen this

Crime perpetrated, now that I demonstrated

I must apologize for the time you waited

(Mythological)

So if you wanna get busy, boy, I make you dizzy

Sayin rhymes so shockin I make your hair frizzy

You wanna know my name, you don’t deserve to know

Amateurs like you shouldn’t mess with a pro

Cause I’m rated as the best over everyone else

No rater was needed because I rated myself

But still I’m cool with a lot of good fellas

The ones who I’m not cool with are all jealous

Knew about me back in '83

Four years, you’re still showin jealousy

You’re even holdin a grudge but brother I won’t budge

Try to take me to court, you’ll find I’m cool with the judge

Best move you could make is a move to surrender

Sayin that you’re hard, I think you look tender

Soft, break north

Knucklehead, step off

(Mythological)

These are not my best lines, not even my fresh lines

I know every move and you’re still tryin to guess mine

That is the mysterious, makin you delirious

Rapper on the microphone, I’m serious

About my lyrics, flowin with energy

My artillery, weapon for the enemy

Pushin with the power of a generator

Attractin the attention of every spectator

Who is lookin and starin and comparin

Rappers are cryin, cussin and swearin

Callin me names, but I can’t hear 'em

They always get nervous every time I go near 'em

Soft like tissue, fear is the issue

Just when you least expect that I’ll diss you

I take away your title, I make you bow

I’m the King and I have spoken, and I mean now

So drop to your knees and lower your head

Don’t think about repellin one word I said

For the penalty is death, I’ll see that you burn

Mythological rappers, you got a lot to learn

(Mythological)

For all you big word users and bass tone speakers

You’re nothin but the soles of an old pair of sneakers

You’re worn out, you’re dogged, you’re turnin grey

The only thing to do is just to throw you away

You’re no longer any good, and this is a fact

But you’ll lose your respect to a lotta new jacks

So if you are such a scholar, why can’t you make a dollar

You oughta make plans with the funeral parlor

Dig the grave deeper, meet the grim reaper

Sign on the line and resign, it’s cheaper

For you to fade away, but it’s okay

For you to come and see me rock at the party one day

You’ll see that I’m the reignin rock champion

So you have witnessed the rise of the mighty King Sun

Mythological ducks, take this

The Gangster Team

My man D-Möet

And I ain’t even mad at y’all

(Mythological)

(Fresh)