K.I.N.G.
my words speak alone like Calderon, with spanish heat//
im not known to speak, im a new clone trapped within a vanished beat//
my lyrics are bred upon the ones who feel them in the chest//
my words are said by the ones that are feelin left possessed//
obsessed fans digest the truth, i sugest you protest to protect the youth//
cuz im lyrically insane, i twist your brain up, till you fell more pain then a wisdom tooth//
My lyrics flow thru .Switch.'s head, and infect him worse then poisonous lead//
id kill him but instead i'd recruit him to the Dark Side he madea choice and said//

.SwitCh.
Shits absurd...come to surprise of a collaboration uprise...
Wit the unknown at the top...the heat stops from gatherin inside...
ill keys..mixtures of the alphabet..prove the sickest...from a-z...
Concoctions invented...n stunned viewers lay dead by these...
Leave Students suprised..of a text education pop quiz...
KING is sick...wait...i ont even no who the fuck that dude is...
Lyrics to hurt minds...leave 6 brain tumors...
Split wits..cuz shits sick..n i dont spread rumors...