Dynasty [Intro] Yeah... clock's tickin', they watchin', they plottin'. [Ad-lib: Let's go] Let 'em. The throne was never empty, it was just waitin' for me. [Verse 1] Came from the gutta with a pen and a stutter, now the flow is like buttah (uh-huh) Every line a new shutter, closin' the chapter on another mutha... ...board CEO who thought he was a pro, but he's movin' too slow [Ad-lib: Too slow!] I'm on a whole new level, pact with the devil, foot on the gas pedal [Backing Vocal: Go!] I rewrite the law, spit it raw, leave your jaw on the floor This ain't a game, ain't a tour, this is lyrical war They wanna see me fallin' down, [Sound of a gun reloading] but I'm just reloadin' the round The king of the underground, came for the crown. [Ad-lib: What!] [Pre-Chorus] [Sound of a heavy, echoing footstep] Step back, watch the titan attack There is no turnin' back, this is the victory track [Chorus] Buildin' my dynasty, can't nobody silence me This ain't just rhymin', see, it's criminal refinery Crown on my head, yeah, they all seein' red [Backing Vocal: Red!] Every word that I've said puts a price on your head. [Post-Chorus] Top of the game. Now they all scream my name. [Ad-lib: Yeah!] Nothin's the same. Fuel to the flame. [Verse 2] Used to chase buses, now the Royce is disgustin'ly clean Fake smiles and handshakes, but I know what they mean [Ad-lib: I see you] They wanna piece of the pie, they look in my eye, they're ready to lie But I see the matrix, dodgin' the fakes, quick as a snake's hiss [Backing Vocal: Hiss!] [Double-time flow starts] List of my enemies gettin' longer, my focus gets stronger Stayed down for the come-up, now I live with the hunger For more, I settle the score, kickin' down the door You heard me before, but now you'll hear me roar. [Pre-Chorus] [Sound of a heavy, echoing footstep] Step back, watch the titan attack There is no turnin' back, this is the victory track [Chorus] Buildin' my dynasty, can't nobody silence me This ain't just rhymin', see, it's criminal refinery Crown on my head, yeah, they all seein' red [Backing Vocal: Red!] Every word that I've said puts a price on your head. [Bridge] [Flow switch to a slower, more deliberate spoken-word style] You can have the fame, the flashes, the lights I was forged in the fire of the coldest of nights This beat is my pulse, these rhymes are my veins The anger, the passion, the blood, and the pains... it all remains. [Outro] The silence that follows? That's the sound of respect. Checkmate. The architect... has left the project. [Sound of a heavy vault door closing] Done.