Richie Branson – Imperfect King

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[Verse]
I lay my body down to sleep
If I should be deceased before this album gets released, then
Know that I believed in those who still believed in me
Now put this on repeat while I’m resting peacefully
Flippin manga pages, stuffing ramen in my face
Constructing Master Grade mecha models in my place
Pull up in the type of whips the paparazzi chase
King Kittan Balenciaga socks without the lace
Applied for food stamps and supplemental checks
But suddenly, I found myself enveloped in success
So the reason that I mention how I’m drippin when I dress
Is to prove that if you stay true to you then you can flex, but
Ha, I’m still a mess
Despite the Maserati gas pedal that I press, I’m still depressed
Nonetheless, ancestors watching over so I’m blessed
To have my back against the whip without the lacerated flesh
Golden rope chain ‘round my neck, but I’m no slave
Got my own name looking like I’m in the dope game
Fuck the feds, they don’t let me get on no planes
Cause I’m profane like master Roshi with the loc shades
Reading Last Rites on my death bed
Pray to Saint Laurent my cash right by my next check
I’m addicted to the fast life, motor steady rev
Rowdy Roddy with that bagpipe, bitch, I’m fresh to death
Since 2016, nothing’s ever been the same
Nerve damage never went away
So if you listen carefully you’ll hear the pain in what I say
Pop a Percocet and Xan just so I can hit the stage
Handlebars just to handle bars
Still, I remain on message like a propaganda arm
I remember waking up in the dark with bandaged scars
My confidence is shaken but I have to battle hard
Its time to turn the heat on, turn the wrench like Leeron
Giga Drillin through the streets in a golden Nissan
They don’t really understand the type of shit I be on
I’m Yoko with the scope, I bust and make ‘em ghost, no need for Egon
All my kicks flashy like Guile, fuck my rivals
It’s the celebration of the old king’s arrival
As we face eradication at the hands of sudden viral
Underground sheltered in place for our survival

Richie
If you only know what I’ve been through
The saga continues
From The Underground To The Stars