A solo performance where the artist demands royal treatment, mixing Mozart with street language while invoking fire, violence, and purification. The speaker warns listeners to hide or face fiery retribution, asserting dominance and loyalty to an emperor figure.
around. We can all watch the door fall and you king as ascended a ghost. Y'all crown me your majesty. Oh Lord, majesty. Oh Lord, oh Lord. It's the classic, this classical cold art. Urban black speak. Black is the Mozart. Please address me as Your Majesty. So better say Your Majesty, I might react erratically. Throw you in the fire, purify you around the side. Your mind, your fire's on the rise. So better find yourself a place to hide. You break some fire, say it twice. My name divine, I aim it high. Don't look in my face, take a bow and save your life. Glory to the Emperor. My temperature is rising, always high. Let's get it violent. I need silence, I need silence.
El Gobierno No te Va a Salvar, Pero Tú Sí | EVOLVER PODCAST | Gustavo Miranda
