King Chi - The Architect Presents, Chino XL

I wrote this sitting at the sea

How much of a villain can a king be

Chino the merciful call me King Chi

Sitting on a throne made of skulls

Of my enemies

I survived my demise

And conspiracies

My scripture is like angry prisoners

Waiting on their release

You’re fuckin word beat

King Chi — your majesty

I wear a crown

And every jewel is a classic verse

The compound that it’s made of

Is melted rappers that I massacred

My blood is bound slave tears

And Puerto Rican bourbon

My words are wings that come down

And remove you from your breathing burden

I’ll be in the church when on Sunday

They’ll say that I’m too harsh

Leave his face looking like a broken squash

I’m like an arrogant vodka

Drinking Scandinavian

With a Viking sword in my hand

That is colder than the Appalachian

My evil special is penmanship

It’s the only thing that’ll cage me in

Slash three sixes in my sinning skin

Like I am Damian

Straight carnage wicked promise

The word monster

Funeral parlor loiterer

Enjoyer of woman in bonding

Syllable smotherer

Serial killer comforter

Sicker than cousins thats fuckin

And claiming they love one another

Twisted like Iron Maiden

Without even explaining

My brains driving through the rain

And pains spinning out hydroplaning

I’m Manson at his final arraignment

I’m OJ making his final child support payment

Like bitch, I’ll never pay again

My mind is like working in a coal mine

During a cave in

Lack of oxygen and vomit

Making me a mental patient

Your niggas like hipsters out of town vapin'

My niggas like Taliban sitting in a van waiting

It’s insane who think that I’m not royalty

Then fuck em

I listen to your album

My finger on the fast-forward button

I’m about to bring you Armageddon

It’s like you witnessin' Galactus in a normal settin

Sleeping in a cave

With a cactus as you’re active bedding

King lion in the jungle

I’m hungry don’t ever try to pet him

The fallen angel from heaven

Demons wanna behead him

I’m giving the biblical message

My syllable method

Is indelible with effort a rabid shepherd

Attacking like a leper’d leopard

That’s a leopard with leprosy you unintelligent bastard

I wrote this sitting at the sea

How much of a villain can a king be

Chino the merciful call me King Chi

Sitting on a throne made of skulls

Of my enemies

I survived my demise

And conspiracies

My scripture is like angry prisoners

Waiting on their release

You’re fuckin word beat

King Chi — your majesty

I wrote this sitting at the sea

How much of a villain can a king be

Chino the merciful call me King Chi

Sitting on a throne made of skulls

Of my enemies

I survived my demise

And conspiracies

My scripture is like angry prisoners

Waiting on their release

You’re fuckin word beat

King Chi — your majesty