| Its the return of Dcypha
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| Anybody, Anywhere, Everybody, Everywhere
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| Rise! |
| Im still reporting live
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| From the United Kingdom
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| Still tryna reach for the skys
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| Ima touch it before I reach my demise
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| It was written in stone that a king will arise on the way
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| From the United Kingdom
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| I dont wanna harm anybody
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| Just wanna get in the rhythm of harmony
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| Cuz hes got God in his heart theres no blasphemy
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| Sorry don’t get in my path cuz I will blast anybody that
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| Attempts to stop me, Attempts to block me
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| Attempts to rob me, Attempts to copy
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| And I can not be tempted by the devil
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| I’ll bring it down like rugby, go ask anybody, I’m back!
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| And alas, I’m puttin this UK back on the map
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| By putting this dude Sway back on the track
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| My words are weapons got my hands on the map
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| And Im at the forefront as for the back
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| Im puttin these goons straight back on attack
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| When I wasn’t around everybody tried to act like I ain’t been doing this from
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| way back
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| Got the whole crowd screaming 'We want Sway back'
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| As for the demons they was way back
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| I return for the fans, I return with the Fam
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| And I turn with the world so I never turn mad
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| Now its my turn
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| Im the head of the pack and Im leading the Monarchy
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| Ahead of the pack, you hear there feet when they follow me
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| The men at the back follow the men at the front
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| Who follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me
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| Were becoming these stars in Astrology
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| I honour my stars and I solemnly swear
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| If I’m not already the King im gonna be, gonne be, gonna be, gonna be
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| King of the pack so I can act this brave
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| The cards always dealt was a hand of Spades
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| That I had to use to dig up the graves
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| Let me explain, I lost weight
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| When I lost way too many peeps I love
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| She worked the casino and pieced my heart together
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| But when I put my cards on the table
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| I lost my Queen of Clubs
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| Sleep in peace my love
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| We never know when Its gonna be time up
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| We never know when Its gonna be time out
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| So I put time in to the things I love
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| The heights of the mountains that we climb up
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| Still really enough to see high up
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| And even though we never understand his plan
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| No the devil will never ever defeat my guard
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| Will the brothers live forever with a pea size squad
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| Were never shy of a challenge
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| Line up the cannons
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| Unload the cannon balls, go to the Palace
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| There are many people born into this world
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| Many will be forgotten, And few will be remembered
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| Welcome to the Signiture LP
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| People from all over the world will gather to witness the return of the King
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| This is his mark
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| This is his seal
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| This is his stamp
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| This is his oppression
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| This is his Signiture
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| The Signiture LP
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| Welcome back to my electric circus
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| Served the words when Im rejecting cirplus
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| Step on the set the other sets get nervous
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| Im steppin up next and every step gets further
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| Dont let the turbulence disturb ya, As I take flight
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| Take off, disturb the Earth
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| Could never take my
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| Place as I tear the serpents, then I take the mic
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| And its curtains for them
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| Second place is the only thing certain for them
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| Im straight number one, not a curve, not a bend
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| Top of the bill at every single urban event
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| Crossover appeal yes my turn’s come again
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| I wanna be humble but it hurts to pretend
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| I’m First in the end, first to defend
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| The throne, Theres not another rapper in my zone
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| Ive looked high and low, I was searching for them
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| The Truths black and white, and the skies are grey
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| Everyone sees red when they decide to spray
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| In a place where they move that burn or yay
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| With no green light at any time of day
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| The futures bright, I said the futures orange
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| For every other circle, and its like the colour purple
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| Is all about race, no time for yellow, any turtles
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| Roses are red and violets are lights in the club
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| Red verse blue thats fights in the club
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| Violent thugs, the hype and the guns
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| The women in the thongs, the life and the drugs
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| The mic in the plugs, the move to the desk
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| The bullet proof Sway, that levels the S
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| The crowd at the shows, the foes and the rest
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| No, I ain’t gonna rest til they know im the best
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| So now your listening to the soundtrack to a tainted victory
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| The same words that bought him the bright lights and the fame
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| Now craft an obituary for his guardian angels
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| You’ll hear the harmony that they sing
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| And the orchestra play a fanfare that marks the return of the King |