Queen's Throne

Mic in my hand, a scepter in the air

Spit fire so hot, crowd gasping for air

Crown tilted, attitude on tilt-a-whirl

I'm the revolution, not your average girl

Lines tighter than braids, unbreakable flow

From the top of the game, I see 'em below

Talking tough, but they softer than marshmallow

I’m the sunrise; they just a pale glow

This my throne, ain't no rental

Every bar monumental

Step back, take a mental

I’m the queen, check the credential

This my throne, yeah, I own

Every stage, every zone

Raise your hands, let it be known

This my throne, this my throne

Crowd's heartbeat syncs to the bass thump

Words hit harder than a heavyweight pump

Swagger’s a weapon, leave 'em in a slump

I'm the spark, they the candle, burning up the stump

The mic’s my sword, syllables cut deep

Truth spills out, no secrets I keep

They chase the hype, but I’m the steep

Path they can’t climb, dreams put to sleep