The song celebrates the artist claiming the throne and asserts his dominance in the rap scene. It references his difficult upbringing and rise to success. The lyrics contain references to religion, betrayal, demons, and selling one's soul for money and fame. The artist declares that he is everywhere and influencing the current generation with his ideas.
2. [Chorus]
FUCK YOUR KING
Butt Fuck Your King (x3)
Cuz Niggas itz ThroneTime
cuz Bitches itz ThroneTime (x3)
Fuck. Your. King!
[verse I]
I-I-I-I-I-I feel like religion,
when niggas believe in a nigga
and give you they everything.
You’s reckonin’ thatz a cross
you can’t duck it.
I say fuck it in a bucket,
Take ma dick and you suck it
Cuz I made it to the budget.
Cameroonian to the blood
Came up swimming through
the mud.
Half demented, a fuckin Judas,
I betrayed my religion,
But this world is for the taking
So from here I’m going up
I’m like Whitney Houston’s pussy,
so you I don’t give a fuck.
Back in high school, was a little bit enstranged,
Y’all could not imagine ma pain
What if I’d a father that was never
to be blamed
Maybe ‘never been a rapper,
never hit them with the game.
“Go kill ‘em, Ojonery! Kill ‘em go!
You fuckin with they brain!”
There’s some spirits in these lyrics
and you know that I aint playin’
Niggas is shaken, they fuckin’ with the
Devil
The anti-Christ is born, so the world
is in trouble.
Ojonery tryina cheat death, so this
money is my double
Hope I done masturbated
these hard debaters
that itz ThroneTime.
Itz the inaugural,
the return of the KING!
OJONERY
3. [Chorus]
FUCK YOUR KING
Butt Fuck Your King (x3)
Cuz Niggas itz ThroneTime
cuz Bitches itz ThroneTime (x3)
Fuck. Your. King!
[Verse ii]
Football, cuz I’m just playin’
You fall for these games.
Niggas is heartbroken.
Them bitches will start chokin’
Itz only as far as spoken.
But words could carry demons,
they could carry evil power.
When they ask me why I do this,
I look ‘em strange and i reply:
“Degeneratin’ this generation”
Aint it crystal clear that I’m on one ?
Itz contracdictory but contributory
that hell is comfy, itz an A1.
I’m startin’ to see the world
Uncertain when I’ll see home
Ready to sell a couple of souls
as I reach up for the throne.
Around me your ass aint safe
like caucasian kids with a gay pa
cuz demons they bother me, prayin’ stopped.
I need a lobotomy ASAP.
Tibet inaugural, believe in the
dharma we’re livin a parody, Aesop’s.
I don rap sotey ma lass don stand,
ol’ boy na die!
Before I wrote that “Many more minimal
wages” song,
I was already contagious
Before “I got it on my own”
I was already on the Throne.
I’m on that Novo Ordo Seclorum:
I’m everywhere! Even in your room.
These ideas is Catholic, the ecumenical forum
OJONERY
4. (c) 2012
#ThroneTime written and performed by Ojong Cuthbert Ayuk F.
Recorded and mixed at StreetTalkz Studios by “Kay” for StreetTalkz Entertainment
Artwork and Graphic design by @WilliamTakor Manyi Arrey for Zelig Design
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