[Intro: Mugen Styles]
Mugen
J-R3d
The lion takes the mic

[Verse 1: Mugen Styles]
I be the king of the jungle
There is no keeping me humble
The pack the game, it’s the huddle
I’m picking up all the hustle
Stay after cookie, you crumble
I get these bees with no Bumble
I don’t need Tinder for fire
Sassion ignite like a lighter
They say I look like messiah
I got the brain like Macgyver
I’m switching lanes on you drivers
I smoke like train, for the power
These little snacks, I devour
I’m moving packs of the flower
I get attacked on the hour
I’m pushing back on these cowards

All I really wanna do
Is make a little music
And some money
I just keep pushing and pushing on through
Know my dreams coming true one day
I’m putting bills in the bank
Born 2 Rap, killing The Game
I put some real on my name
Lion, no cage
I am not one to be tamed
Traded the crown for the mane
I got some lame motherfuckers in my city (WOW)
They making claims, but I think it’s just the runaround
J-R3d, that’s my dog, we just broke out the pound
Re-up, hit the scale, I broke down the pound
All these hoes fucking clowns
Check the red nose
Every Rudolph
Get a girl that be as cold as snow
All I know is I been doing better on my own
Mugen the kind of artist you can’t try and clone

[Verse 2: J-R3d]
Facts
I'm one of a kind
A king of my time
Spitting so much n***a my mic shine
Passin' out lines you could call it a dime
N***a stop buggin' me, that will not fly
Catch these hands like I'm speakin' in signs
Truckin' thru Ops, I'm still in my Prime
These n***as careers is just like a Vine

Cut all my ties so I can unwind
The more that I lose, the more I'm aligned
But don't misconstrue, I ain't talkin' a fight
I rather would chose, then live to abide
I block out the news, I use to be blind
I'm speakin' my truth, I don't need to cite
Whatever you do, will never reach mine
They watching my moves, then go back inside
Don't give me no diamond crown, mine is violet
Way before virus, mind was a riot
Really wasn't vibing, I was so violent
Tripping all the time no Psilocybin
Feeding on Lambs but I wasn't Silent
Body slamming n***as like it was a Heimlich
Fast like Barry, I was chasing the Heisman
Lacking connection, there wasn't a hyphen

Two sides to everybody, God and Satan
What a sensation, I'm on that wav shit
Them n***as leasing, they too basic
If you got beef, come see me that lasik
Chopping up flows, I'm feeling like Jason
Every occasion laying amazing
I got the sauce, yeah that is my cajun
Always invading, sorry my native

Not from here n***a where my space ship
Watch your lip, my fist a face lift
Y'all can not zip, I'm too evasive
Why would I trip, my bars like a bass hit
I am no prince, I'm ruler of nations
Raised in the jungle surrounded by masons
Nothing to play with, had to escape em
Now I'm doing numbers, that's word to equation
HAHA
[Outro: J-R3d]
Damn me and Mugen and problem