Shhhhhh… You thought I Fucking left? Nah… I just got quiet. KING V. --- I go hard in the Mother Fucking paint, ain't no soft-touch Life ain't a game, don't press pause once Low-low, still King V, that's a boss hunt You can hide from the crowd, but you can't hide from us Best of me every time, that's the standard Built from the pressure, now pressure's my banner Birds flew south when the weather got colder Now my whole nest eats when the bread gets over I don't chase applause, I chase legacy Every scar on the road left a better me Small circle, big heart, that's chemistry Cross that line, meet the BlackPhantom—remember me --- I don't need a crown when the work speaks regal, See-through the façade, every mask gets see-through. They measure my worth by the numbers on screens, I measure my worth by the blood in the dreams. I'm a contradiction—still calm, still vicious, Write with precision, then strike like a sentence. Every bar got a double, every word got a purpose, If you caught it first listen, then I probably rehearsed it. I been underground, but the roots run deep, Plant pain in the soil, watch the truth grow trees. They wanted the old me—I'm the upgraded threat, Same King V, just a higher tax on respect. Work ethic surgical, cut through excuses, I turn “can't” into “can” till the language is useless. You can count me out, that's elementary math, But subtract me from the game and what's left of the class? I don't throw shots—I throw timestamps, Every setback got logged in the comeback. They slept on the kid, now the kid got insomnia, Dreams too loud, even silence can't conquer us. I move… When they don't. I build… When they won't. I learned… When they laughed. Now watch… How I respond. --- I go hard in the Mother Fucking paint, ain't no soft-touch Life ain't a game, don't press pause once Low-low, still King V, that's a boss hunt You can hide from the crowd, but you can't hide from us Best of me every time, that's the standard Built from the pressure, now pressure's my banner Birds flew south when the weather got colder Now my whole nest eats when the bread gets over I don't chase applause, I chase legacy Every scar on the road left a better me Small circle, big heart, that's chemistry Cross that line, meet the Black Phantom—remember me --- Funny how the vultures only circle when you're winning, But I remember empty tables when the hunger wasn't fiction. They wanted my attention, I invested in attention span, Now I'm making moves they can't move with an empty hand. I'm in the paint like a brush with a vendetta, Turn pressure into art, make the darkness look better. “Work” got two meanings—I clock in, then clock 'em, Time is money, so I watch who I let talk it. My pen got fingerprints, evidence in every sentence, Crime scene of a rhyme scheme—decode the intent. I'm not “next up,” I'm the one they overlooked, Read between the lines—I'm the margin in the book. Birds wanted feathers, never wanted the weather, Wanted the nest, but wouldn't build it together. So fly, little bird, I ain't mad at the flight, Just don't circle back when the kitchen smells right. Family first. Day Ones fed. Circle got smaller. Respect got bigger. That's growth. --- Even when the lights go… I'm there. Even when the room goes… I'm there. Even when they say my name… Like I disappeared… I'm there. Low-low… Still King V. --- I go hard in the Mother Fucking paint, ain't no soft-touch Life ain't a game, don't press pause once Low-low, still King V, that's a boss hunt You can hide from the crowd, but you can't hide from us Best of me every time, that's the standard Built from the pressure, now pressure's my banner Birds flew south when the weather got colder Now my whole nest eats when the bread gets over Day Ones with me, that's blood without matching Inner circle tight, every link got traction Respect to my folks who stayed solid through the static Phoenix on the shoulder—came back from the ashes You thought the silence meant weakness… Wrong. It meant work. KING V. Still here. Still dangerous. Phantom
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