[Intro - Big Rulez]
Big rulez 
Yeah

[Verse 1 - Big Rulez]
Just using ‘shoot shoot, bang bang’
I make you love it like Wu-Tang
My flow is pretty sick 
You know it, it always gets more lit
I dance freely (as in he’s not worried nor constrained)
As I charge up my Broly
I turn up to the recording session 
And fucking kill it, no biggie

[Verse 2]
Call me ‘OG’, n*gga
No need for that hype
Whoopsidaisies, you’ll pay for miles on end
Bring your shit intro so that I can diss you without figuring out
Who you are, mate, Clichy, that’s sick (I’m so fresh)

[Verse 3]
I spit on your buckness
And piss on your liveness
Just with one word, in your face
You son of a (shh)
Go on, fall into the trap, mad, without a parachute
You gotta complain as you fall
Here you’ll talk about your future
Oh go and fail
[Bridge]
Ahh, that’s ugly, you wanna test me you’re crazy
Ahh, that’s ugly, you know my attitude is sick and that bothers you
I dedicate these to my [?] and that pisses you off (we’ll eat you up, bro)

[Pre-Chorus]
9 millimetre gun, that’s chill
A few shots fired into your brain
If you wanna play tough
I have what it takes to hurt you

9 millimetre gun, that’s chill
A few shots fired into your brain
If you wanna play tough
I have what it takes to hurt you

[Chorus]
More hype and more feeling
Less lyrics that are appealing
But lyrics which hit bull’s eye and
Yes the bullets from my gun are raining down on you

More hype and more feeling
Less lyrics that are appealing
But lyrics which hit bull’s eye and
Yes the bullets from my gun are raining down on you
[Verse 4]
Intimidation (as in someone’s tried to intimidate him; also means to put pressure on someone)
My metabolism boosted to the max
I’ve got the [?] displayed on my torso
Shout-out to my Corsican gs
Fuck the cops like a boss
I strut without the X
Yeah I work in the streets
And I have some balls

[Verse 5]
RIP dear father
I’ll square up to Cerberus
And bring back his big head and piss on hell
With only these few drinks
In my mind it’s upside down
The flip side of the coin, motherfucker
I’m back with open arms

[Verse 6]
N*gga rulez
Ahh shit give me that blunt
When I’m smoking, it pisses me off
I become paranoid
Yeah it may be good
For them kings, all these demons that are within me
Yeah I keep my lyrics understandable
And they sound good
[Bridge]
Come into the nexus
Unexpected like a Russian bomb
Explosive
The Dreyfus affair, you know it, it’s in the corpus

Come into the nexus
Unexpected like a Russian bomb
Explosive
The Dreyfus affair, you know it, it’s in the corpus


[Pre-Chorus]
9 millimetre gun, that’s chill
A few shots fired into your brain
If you wanna play tough
I have what it takes to hurt you

9 millimetre gun, that’s chill
A few shots fired into your brain
If you wanna play tough
I have what it takes to hurt you

[Chorus]
More hype and more feeling
Less lyrics that are appealing
But lyrics which hit bull’s eye and
Yes the bullets from my gun are raining down on you

More hype and more feeling
Less lyrics that are appealing
But lyrics which hit bull’s eye and
Yes the bullets from my gun are raining down on you

[Pre-Chorus]
9 millimetre gun, that’s chill
A few shots fired into your brain
If you wanna play tough
I have what it takes to hurt you

9 millimetre gun, that’s chill
A few shots fired into your brain
If you wanna play tough
I have what it takes to hurt you

[Chorus]
More hype and more feeling
Less lyrics that are appealing
But lyrics which hit bull’s eye and
Yes the bullets from my gun are raining down on you

More hype and more feeling
Less lyrics that are appealing
But lyrics which hit bull’s eye and
Yes the bullets from my gun are raining down on you

King