Off The Scroll (S. Leyva, E. Osborne)

Verse:

Make sure your foundation straight and your grounds stable. Everybody wanna be Arthur at the round table. Until they get found like they found Able. **** aint really outlaws they just sound Fatal. Make way for the ruler. Fuck riding with a shaman, I'm riding with a shooter. Hollow heads hit em, he scream hallelujah. Gave birth to a bunch of ya'll, I'm the dula. A thought out my madula it gotta be worth a Mueller. Dog you not a rider, I'll probably send an Uber. Still lion and probably with a cougar in my holy possession. I'm King Clovis The Second. Still holding my head, it's supposed to be severed. Still nobody better, get a load of your legend. Surpassed being royal. Had to cut my grass before I dashed out the soil. It's loco how Fash get the pollo.

Chorus:

Off the scroll. The king gained the world and lost his soul. Never worry, his story will all be told. Tall tales written on walls of gold.

Once there was a prince who rose out the hood. Would've stayed but the hood told him he should . Staring down from new heights it gets frightening. Made it to the top now he's closer to the lightning.

Verse:

Pardon the splendor, all the expenditures. Oh I get it, no sympathy for the emperor. Especially when he do the summer in the winter fur. Before you let em through the gates check they temperature. I got some adverseries I'd be glad to bury. This shit getting more scary every January. Holmes is back, my thrown intact. I did more than told you, I showed you, facts. I could knight you, turn you to a prime minister. **** rhymed with me, now they rhyme similar. It's frightening, sometimes I write and don't even write shit. Top of the mountain, tryna didge the lightning. Thick issys queen to the left of me, my bitch respectfully. I'll leave her my legacy. Find me in the history books where I'll forever be. It's been honor and a pleasure b. Its me! Capital!

Chorus:

Off the scroll. The king gained the world and lost his soul. Never worry, his story will all be told. Tall tales written on walls of gold.

Once there was a prince who rose out the hood. Would've stayed but the hood told him he should . Staring down from new heights it gets frightening. Made it to the top now he's closer to the lightning.