Trying hard to make it, trying even harder, not to cry
Still they have the nerve to wonder why I gotta lie
Stupid questions getting answered with an odd reply
If I told ‘em how I really felt they’d wanna die

They call em white lies, I call it I’m nice
Sumthin like a pussy, in a room fulla blind mice
I got ya’ll scratching ya head, like when you find lice
Wondering what’s behind my eyes, the prize of living with shining lights
Call me a liar and I’ll tell you that you speak the truth
Giving myself away on a daily basis how I feed the youth
The hungriest rapper alive, if you need the proof
Invite me, up in ya studio, watch me, eat ya booth

Welcome to His kingdom, this is the game of thrones
Where fans coach, coaches play, and playaz own
If you wanna stay on top, you gotta stay alone
No matter how far you make it though… make sure you, make it home

Beautiful, but in the mirror, you feel like a monsta
Cuz Karma’s deep inside ya conscience and she haunts ya
Gotsta, let go of the feelings that you foster
Cast them demons out ya body like imposters
Lose it in the music you can use it as ya mantra
Before you end up in a Band, called Contra
Before your neighbors, hear a noise and call the cops up
And find you hanging, like the dreads on a rasta
The cost of, taking shots of, pure adrenaline
Fucking up ya children like the waste, out in Kettleman
Home it isn’t always the place, that you have settled in
The Devil grins every time that the rebels win
You cannot let em in, armor up like metal skin
Don’t let em fade you, like hair, when it’s getting trimmed
From Desitin, till they sing your final destined hymn
Just remember DEF davyne is Des, and Desmond’s him

Trying hard to make it, trying even harder, not to cry
Still they have the nerve to wonder why I gotta lie
Stupid questions getting answered with an odd reply
If I told ‘em how I really felt they’d wanna die
If I really spoke my mind I’d leave they feelings hurt
So I just smile and nod, and reveal a smirk
Throwing up in my mouth, when I hear their work
Call me fake, I’m simply trying to conceal a jerk
Strong minded, wishing my soul, it wasn’t weak
The pinnacle of pain, everyday I touch the peak
Tryna be like Jesus Christ, just as meek
But they disrespecting both my ears and my other cheek

Welcome to His kingdom, this is the game of thrones
Where fans coach, coaches play, and playaz own
If you wanna stay on top, you gotta stay alone
No matter how far you make it though… make sure you, make it home

They say the only thing to fear, is fear itself
So I stay in motion, grinding, geared for wealth
Happiness it can’t be bought, it’s nowhere near a shelf
But ask Magic, no magic, money cured his health
Money Talks, don’t you know, Chris Tucker, Charlie Sheen
What’s the point of working though without a little partying
I swear my mind is dirty, but at least my heart is clean
Sleeping with 1 eye open, makes it hard to dream
Only worried cuz of my consequences, not your harmless team
I roll with renegades, who’ve all mastered the art of mean
I’m an Emerald City Solider, part regime
We ain’t just from this city nigga, we are Eugene
Coming for ya place, like when housing lenders stop ya loan
Put it on the auction block, then I got ya home
Here to remind you industry cats, that you are not alone
I’m the reason ‘Ye and Jay, gotta watch the throne

My music motivates, those who already have ambition
The rest be sitting on they ass cuz they can’t stand to pitch in
Even when I’m dreaming, I still be having visions
Cataclysmic systems, arisen for those who practice bitching
Walking what I talk, getto pastor, I’ma rapper Christian
Praying to my maker, Lord, send me someone to match my rhythm
Blessed with these words, I been following the path I’m given
Welcome to my class, I’m doing the work, your only task is listen

Still they try, and act like
DEF davyne, don’t rap tight
I got no shine, dead flashlight
I ain’t killing these rhymes, is that right
They’d rather I go back to banging, rappin bout trap life
I’m gaining from the rain and coming up like stalagmites
Still they’d rather see me hangin like stalactites
Pain held in vain… every time I act nice