[Verse 1: Grisha Fast as "Prince"]

Told them stop the feud or i'm spitting hot fire
Try to test me and i make them a squire
Try to diss me and you’ll get my ire
Yeah my names prince and it's me you admire

Told the whole kingdom my talents for hire
Call me the priest dropping heat just like friar
Feud in the past yea i told them its prior
Now romeo juliet dead i'll retire

You thought I would stop?
Music so fire i make them all drop
Cleaning the ashes is you like a mop
Dumb like a pig yea I call you an op

Cut em down and eat them for dinner
Montagues all up in here looking thinner
I get the bread, not a beginner
I get the bread cuz I am a winner

They told me they still want the beef
Im dropping my mic and im calling the chief
He said that ain't it yea I call him the thief
End of the verse, not the song make it brief