The Prince has risen from the silence, please don't speak to me All I see are stupid humans fighting, bickering I don't plan on going back until I need to sleep Typically my body rest, but I don't see the peace Half the time I'm laying down, conscious subconsciously The other half I'm slaying clowns that try to talk to me Took 'em to a place where imaginations real as you and me Or just me, because you're fake I shake you off with ease Easily the greatest, or at least a great MC Lined with rhymes that scheme so tastefully and then repeat I don't think that I'm to blame, he won't heed my decree Omen swinging thirteen blades and leave the scene obscene