Lyrics

Seattle legendary all time emcee
No other than that cool brotha K-I-D
Spitting flames hotter Razor on the beat
Algorithm rappers gotta take a back seat
I pen perfection while they flex impressions
Y’all wanna curse but I’m spreading the blessing
Ten toes down in the Texas weather
Seattle and the Lone Star rolling together
The boys from the hood now we climbing the ladder
No energy for the haters and the chatter
We earned our stripes yeah Mix and me
With Attitude and Maha from the ECP
Rainier and the Sound never watered my sound down
God placed jewels in the setting then He placed the crown
On my head I’m royalty Seatown I’m loyal see
Take out your recoups then pay me my royalty
Northwest soil be the start of the story
From the West to the South and to God be the Glory

Chorus

Still spit fire (still hot as flames)
Still won’t retire (still carry the game)
Still on still hot still king of the block
Bless the spot dog walk ‘em if they think they on top

Verse 2

Time to dodge raindrops and shift the scene
Holla at the fam y’all ready to lean
Time to get our miles up y’all know what it is
Get the blueprints ready cause we building a crib
Now in TX where the homeboys chill
Big wheels big thangs big food on the grill
Still killing emcees ain’t no gimmick
The star like Master P cause ain’t no limit
God given game got me up in my zone
Faith over fear never chasing a throne
The game need truth I’m the proof in the booth
Old school soul with that new school scoot
Just banked a millie my pen game silly
Summers is on blaze only January chilly
Show love to the young tikes blaze the mic
Lead to life to Christ from the dark to light

Repeat Chorus