The King of Metal LyricsThey
Trample the weak
Run from the strong
Smile as they laugh at my song
Sociopathic thieves no sentiment or conscience
It isn't personal it's business with a vengeance
Describing my life as inferior a tax loss
And they are stealing everything you try to give me
But you are
You are
You are the King
You are the King
You are the King
You are the King
They
Have no respect
Condescending
Bastards that don't know a thing
They want me looking like a model that's a smack head
Not really caring O.D. vomit or shotgun
It's a fact that sales always increase after death
For parasitical self righteous business rodents
But you are
You are
You are the King
You are the King
You are the King
You are the King
You are
You are
You are
You are
You are the King
You are the King
You are the King
You are the King
The King of Metal
