Oh don't you know me?
I've been waiting here a long time
Hustlers saying
"this winter's gonna be a long grind"
Yes I'm fine
Gimmie a minute to unwind
I feel as if my chances go like daddy in the summer time
Said my mind was gifted
Got em' lifted
Liked my diction
They insisted
I persisted
Said they listen
This time
But...
Every word was fiction
I got pissed and
Fuck every one of my rhymes
Every one of your lies
I wish my passion would die
Fuck fire, I'm ice, I'm nice, I'm right
Now say it
Fuck my music
Fuck fame, no gain, yes shame, got brains?
Now say it
Fuck my music
Fuck underground and mainstream
Now say it
Fuck my music
Fuck rock, pop, emo and hip hop
Now say it
Fuck my music
As yet another sun sets on this dreamless day
I create melodies for run and castaways
I have yet to claim this man made name
Just burn city skyline
burn, burn, burn

"Let me be your pusher man

Being isn't enough (Don Royal)

Life's got you in the cross hairs

Dreaming and seeing it (Don Royal)"


Don Royal
Welcome to my kingdom
Where we like to bring drums
And knock em' like we dumb
Lost our heads guillotine
Midwest is where we from
Twin Cities we're genius
Breath fire like phoenix
Monster, muscle, gasoline
Music is like Jesus
messiah it leads us
It will never leave us
Word for Word still a team?
Back at it like reruns
My attic is dreams up
New havoc and we bump
Knock-o-matic speakers bleed
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
I stay up on em' hard I guarantee I wear em' down
Hit the ground running but we never run around
Innovative, creative and yes I make it pound
Spottieottiedopaliscious baby listen how
I'm floating through your speaker when I'm creeping through your town
Open from the minute that the metronome bounce
To the last second that the song makes a sound
Listen to it curve
In and out your curvatures
Encouragement feel the urge
Music swerving through you nerves
Let me be your pusher man
Don Royal this is my time
Build the music city
they shall come and burn the skyline
Dro'