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crown holder - james cook lyrics

intro)
(music fades in with the vocal sample and piano. the drums drop out for a moment.)
jz:(spoken, cool, measured) yeah
check the metrics
they asked for the boss?the blueprint’s genetic
fossils?i leave ’em in the sediment
this ain’tt a rap,it’s a precedent
(a single, powerful kick drum hits. then silence for a beat.)
let’s go

(verse 1)
the sky’s the limit,i rewrote the ceiling’s height
board meetings by noon,private islands by night
the wrist is glacial,the timepiece is timeless
built an empire from a dollar and a rhyme list
they see the rolls’shadow before the car appear
the conversation stops when the boss is near
“straight fosssing”– it’s the posture, the calm in the chaos
turn competitors to relics in my royal pathos
my old catalogue’s a college course,they study the flow
the new ventures?black card on a shakespearian show
i don’t chase trends,i purchase the trendsetter
your favorite rapper’s label?i might own the debt, bet
from marcy to majesty,the journey’s inscribed
the crown’s heavy,but i never sacrificed the vibe
(chorus)
big bossin’,straight fossssing (yeah)
countin’up centuries, the profit is colossal (cash)
the air is different up here,it’s rare and it’s costful (breathe)
you play checkers,i’m chess, and the game is apostle (checkmate)
big bossin’,straight fossssing (hah)
legacy solidified,no need for discussing (facts)
the foundation is marble,the structure never rusting (solid)
if you ain’t buildin’forever, then what are you discussing? (nothin’)

(verse 2)
the art on the wall is worth your whole advance
i speak in investments,you still talkin’ bands
philanthropy with a pen,change the paradigm
while you dissin’on a track, i’m redesignin’ the paradigm
“straight fosssing”is a language, the quiet command
a nod to the waiter in a five*star land
the silence in the room holdin’more weight than the barks
i made a hundred mil’and still hear the park’s
dark echoes– that’s the fuel, the eternal fire
turned the hustle up a notch,now we own the entire wire
from streaming to sports teams,the equity spread
the lyrics are just proof of what was in the head
a mogul with a mic,a rare hybrid breed
plantin’seeds for forests, while you focus on the weed
(chorus)
big bossin’,straight fossssing (yeah)
countin’up centuries, the profit is colossal (cash)
the air is different up here,it’s rare and it’s costful (breathe)
you play checkers,i’m chess, and the game is apostle (checkmate)
big bossin’,straight fossssing (hah)
legacy solidified,no need for discussing (facts)
the foundation is marble,the structure never rusting (solid)
if you ain’t buildin’forever, then what are you discussing? (nothin’)

(bridge)
(beat simplifies to just the vocal sample and piano. strings swell softly.)
jz:(more introspective, flow slows)
they ask,”j, how the view from the pinnacle?”
it’s lonely until you fill it with your kin and your principle
every move calculated,yet fluid, instinctual
the difference between rich and wealth is instrumental
“straight fosssing”…it’s a state of mind. a grace under pressure
leavin’assets, not just records, for them to measure
(drums begin to build back up slowly.)
the beat goes on…long after the song

(outro)
(beat returns to full force, then the drums cut, leaving the piano and sample. jz’s ad*libs are layered, echoing.)
jz:(ad*libs throughout)
yeah…crown holders
fossss…
blueprint
marcy to millions to billions to…more
it’s not braggin’if you built it, man
straight. fossssing
check the metrics…and check the receipts

- james cook lyrics

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