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rustage – king arthur (the king) lyrics

[intro: ben schuller]
you shouldn’t come at the king

[verse 1: rustage]
hah, yeah, lord on my throne
man wanna talk, but get caught in the throat
you can not walk in the court that i roam
kingdom drawn from the sword in the stone
cast them in red like a york to a rose
pardon my french, that’s the conqueror’s notes
hard to the death ’cause i’m forged in the throes
so they part with their heads like they mordred & co
they gon’ look at my texts, what i said gon’ happen
got the crown on my head, this what men call “fashion”
’cause i angled the east and the western saxons
better call saint george ’cause my pen so dragon
my knights sending rounds when they get to action
my blade stay long + how i edward shank’em
can’t deal with the king, paint ’em red like baron
like a prince in the tower ’cause the death ain’t random
and i’m known for my threads, but still repping a coat of mail
got the blows on the beaufort scale
every man on the throne is gon’ know the tale
and i sip from my cup like the holy grail
they be slow and frail, but no vagabond
crumble and chose to fail like they babylon
now i’m the token male, repping the cloak and veil
’cause every bloke gon’ hail to the gates of avalon
[pre+chorus: ben schuller]
you might wanna try to be grateful
when days turn into knights
what do you bring to the table?

[chorus: ben schuller]
you come at the king
oh, you best not miss, i’m the one they all wish they were
you come at the king
wanna test this court? but i know that you won’t, hold serve
and the people all sing
n0body’s done it better, you know that you could never be the same
you come at the king
oh, you best not miss ’cause they won’t forget my name
you shouldn’t come at the king

[verse 2: rustage]
they can’t get a word in, way that i pound like a sterlin
lance+a+lot, but they stop when they servin’
man stay hot when i drop like i’m merlin
i got an arc for the burning
blades in the lake where the lady be lurking
paving my way through the traitors and vermin
say what i say ’cause i make what i’m earning
excalibur + i keep it drawn like a curtain
leave ’em like becket, but not henry
harold, i’m keeping my bows steady
queen on my head like a british penny
they be acting like æthelred, unready
i ain’t signing magna cartas
or anything sharing my power with gentry
’cause i gon’ treat ’em like cromwell
i cut ’em to bits and pieces even after they’re buried
rod of iron
act out my life like it’s monty python
conquer through france to the scottish highlands
’cause i’m rich in my blood, ain’t forgot the lion
served by the knights, yours are noncomplaint
“loud is the weak, but the strong is silent”
i’m not a god or a tyrant
i’m just a man with a hat that i won in the violence
[chorus: ben schuller]
you come at the king
oh, you best not miss, i’m the one they all wish they were
you come at the king
wanna test this court? but i know that you won’t, hold serve
and the people all sing
n0body’s done it better, you know that you could never be the same
you come at the king
oh, you best not miss ’cause they won’t forget my name
you shouldn’t come at the king

[bridge: rustage]
i am not a man, i’m more a symbol
more a story for my people told through poetry and minstrels
the web of times, a thread of live all caught up in the spindle
but the virtues we embrace ensures our lights will never dwindle
’cause i stand atop of kingdoms built on blood and bones and fallen foes
from kings and dukes and peasant youth, we pledge our lives and swore an oath
a heavy hand must press the wounds and hold it close to call us home
until our words all wash away, until we let the water flow

[pre+chorus: ben schuller]
you might wanna try to be grateful
when days turn into knights
what do you bring to the table?
[chorus: ben schuller]
you come at the king
oh, you best not miss, i’m the one they all wish they were
you come at the king
wanna test this court? but i know that you won’t, hold serve
and the people all sing
n0body’s done it better, you know that you could never be the same
you come at the king
oh, you best not miss ’cause they won’t forget my name
you shouldn’t come at the king

[outro: ben schuller]
you shouldn’t come at the king

- rustage lyrics

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