Fit 4 a King Songtext
von Sway

Sway, Sway, Sway, Sway
Its the return of the Cyphaa
Anybody, Anywhere, Everybody, Everywhere
Rise! Im still reporting live

From the United Kingdom
Still tryna reach for the skys
Ima touch it before I reach my demise
It was written in stone that I came with a rise all the way

From the United Kingdom
I dont wanna harm anybody
Just wanna get in the rhythm of harmony
Cuz hes got God in his heart theres no blasphemy

Sorry don′t get in my path cuz I will blast anybody that
Attempts to stop me, Attempts to block me
Attempts to rob me, Attempts to copy
And I can not be tempted by the devil


I'll bring it down like rugby, go ask anybody, I′m back!
And alas, I'm puttin this UK back on the map
By putting this dude Sway back on the track
My words are weapons got my hands on the map
And Im at the forefront as for the back
Im puttin these goons straight back on attack

When I wasnt around everybody tried to act like I aint been doing this from way back
Got the whole crowd screaming 'We want Sway back′
As for the demons they was way back
I return for the fans, I return with the Fam
And I turn with the world so I never turn mad
Now its my turn

Im the head of the pack and Im leading the Monarchy
Ahead of the pack, you hear there feet when they follow me
The men at the back follow the men at the front
Who follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me

Were becoming these stars in Astrology
I honour my stars and I solemnly swear
If I′m not already the King im gonna be, gonne be, gonna be, gonna be
King of the pack so I can act this brave


The cards always dealt was a hand of Spades
That I had to use to dig up the graves
Let me explain, I lost weight
When I lost way too many peeps I love
She worked the casino and pieced my heart together
But when I put my cards on the table

I lost my Queen of Clubs
Sleep in peace my love
We never know when Its gonna be time up
We never know when Its gonna be time out
So I put time in to the things I love
The heights of the mountains that we climb up
Still really enough to see high up

And even though we never understand his plan
No the devil will never ever defeat my guard
Will the brothers live forever with a pea size squad
Were never shy of a challenge
Line up the cannons
Unload the cannon balls, go to the Palace

There are many people born into this world
Many will be forgotten, and few will be remembered

Welcome to the Signiture LP
People from all over the world will gather to witness the return of the King
This is his mark
This is his seal
This is his stamp
This is his oppression
This is his Signiture
The Signiture LP

Welcome back to my electric circus
Served the words when Im rejecting cirplus
Step on the set the other sets get nervous
Im steppin up next and every step gets further
Dont let the turbulence disturb ya, As I take flight
Take off, disturb the Earth

Could never take my
Place as I tear the serpents, then I take the mic
And its curtains for them
Second place is the only thing certain for them
Im straight number one, not a curve, not a bend
Top of the bill at every single urban event

Cuz Im on a bill its my turn on again
I wanna be humble but it hurts to pretend
I'm First in the end, first to defend
The throne, Theres not another rapper in my zone
Ive looked high and low, I was searching for them

The Truths black and white, and the skies are grey
Everyone sees red when they decide to spray
In a place where they move that burn or yay
With no green light at any time of day

The futures bright, I said the futures orange
For every other circle, and its like the colour purple
Is all about race, no time for yellow, any turtles
Roses are red and violets are lights in the club
Red verse blue thats fights in the club
Violent thugs, the hype and the guns
The women in the thongs, the life and the drugs
The mic in the plugs, the move to the desk
The bullet proof Sway, that levels the S
The crowd at the shows, the foes and the rest
No, I aint gonna rest til they know im the best

So now your listening to the soundtrack to a tainted victory
The same words that bought him the bright lights and the fame
Now craft an obituary for his guardian angels
You′ll hear the harmony that they sing
And the orchestra play a fanfare that marks the return of the King