Rustage - King Arthur

{intro: ben schuller}
You shouldn't come at the king

{verse 1: rustage}
Hah, yeah, lord of my spot
Man wanna talk, but get caught in the throat
You can not walk in the court that i roam
Kingdom germ for the sword in the stone
Castle in red like a york to a rose
Pardon my fresh as the conqueror's notes
Hard to the death 'cause i'm forging the throne
Set a crown to the head like i'm merging a call
They gon' make a man test and gon' see what happen
And the crown on my head 'cause the man gon' fashion
'cause i angle the east and the west in saxons
Better call centuries to the pens of dragon
My nice setting rhymes when i get to action
My blade stay long - how i act like shady
Can't deal with the king, better lay up barrels
Like a prince in the tower cause a different banners
And i'm known for my threats, but still repping the coat to mail
Got them blows to a broken scale
Every man on the throne is gon' know the tale
And i sit for my cup like the holy grail
They be slowing fail, but no vagabond
Crumbling, chose to fell like they babylon
Now i'm the talking male, whipping the cloak and well
'cause i be blocking hell to the gates of avalon

{pre-chorus: ben schuller}
Your might on a trine of regret fall
And days turn into nights
What do you bring to the table? ooh

{chorus: ben schuller}
You come at the king
Oh, you best not miss, i'm the one that you wish that you were
You come at the king
Wanna taste this court, but i know that you won't vulture
And the people i'll say
Nobody's do it better, you know that you could never be the same
You come at the king
Oh, you best not miss, 'cause they won't forget my name
You shouldn't come at the king

{verse 2: rustage}
They can't get a word, way that i pound like a sterling
Lancelot, but they stoke when they serving
Mans, they hot when they drop like a merlin
I got an eye for the birnen
Blazing a link when a lady be lurking
Paper my wing for the training of vermins
See what they sing 'cause i make what they earning
Scaling, but i keep it drawn like a curtain
Leave 'em backhanded, but no henry
I'm gonna keeping my bows steady
Greed on my head like a british penny
They be acting like arthur are not ready
I inside a man, a cut is an anything
Sharing, my power is gentry
'cause i can treat 'em like cromwell
I cut 'em to busy pieces even after they're buried
Rod of iron
Acting my life like it's monty python
Conquer few fights at the scorning highest
'cause i'm reaching my blood, don't forgot the lion
Step to the knights and with no complaint
Loud of the weak, but the strongest silent
I'm not a god or a tyrant
I'm just a man with a hat that i wanna defiance

{chorus: ben schuller}
You come at the king
Oh, you best not miss, i'm the one that you wish that you were
You come at the king
Wanna taste this court, but i know that you won't vulture
And the people i'll say
Nobody's do it better, you know that you could never be the same
You come at the king
Oh, you best not miss, 'cause they won't forget my name
You shouldn't come at the king

{bridge: rustage}
I am not a man, i'm more a symbol
More a story for my people told through piratery and minstrels
The web of times, a thread of lies, all caught up in the spindle
But virtues we embracing shows our lights will never dwindle
'cause i stand atop of kingdom built on blooded bones and fallen foes
Kings and dukes, the peasant youth, we pledge allies on sworen oaths
A heavy hand must press the runes and hold it close to call us home
Until our words are wash away, until we let the water flow

{pre-chorus: ben schuller}
Your might on a trine of regret fall
And days turn into nights
What do you bring to the table?

{chorus: ben schuller}
You come at the king
Oh, you best not miss, i'm the one that you wish that you were
You come at the king
Wanna taste this court, but i know that you won't vulture
And the people i'll say
Nobody's do it better, you know that you could never be the same
You come at the king
Oh, you best not miss, 'cause they won't forget my name
You shouldn't come at the king

{outro: ben schuller}
You shouldn't come at the king