Crown Removal V2

Crown Removal

You wanted smoke...
But forgot I breathe fire in silence.

You rap like you scared your pen might snap,
Fake tough in a booth, but fold in the trap.
I move like a monk with a blade in hand,
You dance on TikTok—I make kingdoms disband.

You live off trends—I build monuments,
Your top 5 list? Full of compliments.
I don't throw shade—I bring eclipse,
Every line is a shovel, every bar is a crypt.

I don’t rap for the hype—I rap like it’s sacred,
You rap like your ego’s on IG naked.
Your flow’s all flash—mine’s ancient and brutal,
I make gods feel human—you just Google.

Took your throne like I wrote the law,
No crowns left once I draw.
You reached for light, I showed you the dark…
Now fade away…
Like a dying spark.

This ain’t a diss—it’s divine correction,
I dissect lies with calm inflection.
You chase a buzz—I chase direction,
I don’t need crowds—my voice is weapon.

You mimic styles—I birth ideas,
You rap in loops—I rap in years.
Your name won’t echo past next season,
You dropped some hits—but never had reason.

I’m timeless ink, you momentary chatter,
You charted once—now you don’t even matter.
You can’t beef with ghosts who write in thunder,
You challenged a storm...
And cracked asunder.

Took your throne like I wrote the law,
No crowns left once I draw.
You reached for light, I showed you the dark…
Now fade away…
Like a dying spark.

You dropped my name hoping I’d respond,
Now I paint your career with a dirge and a wand.
I don’t need to kill you—just unwrite your flame,
So when they speak of greatness…
They skip your name.

No hate in my heart—just truth in rhythm,
I don’t war with rappers, I deliver wisdom.
You thought you were up, but fell from grace,
Now all you own…
Is a blank space.

Crowns ain't given…
They're taken in silence.
Consider yours…
Removed.