YC the Cynic
The Clever
[Intro]
We gonna do it like this

[Hook]
Yo, to all the misfits, broads and mistresses
And all the distances, take note (This goes out to you)
To all the half-wit fakes and bastards, across masses, take note
To all the nit-witted broads and mistresses
And all distances, take note
To all the half-wit fakes and bastards, across masses, take note
(Goes out to you)

[Verse 1]
The clever, completely unusual
I know how to tame you, I learned how to use you
Talk is just cheap if you still seek approval
But why would I rule you, if I could rule through you?
Cool, I'll entertain you, at the same time train you
Mold your ideals, rearrange you
Change you, make yours and mine interchangeable
Act surprised when we agree then seem thankful
Here to make progress appear like it's painful
Then make a downgrade appear like a breakthrough
Still appear like an angel, saying peace
Even got a chain piece with the face of Jesús
I'm hired to hang with the higher ups
The higher the rank the higher the stakes
I'm hired to heighten trust
Trying to refrain, you can try your luck
The Ayatollah of hiding my motives I'm only getting fired up
[Bridge]
The clever man in the mirror
Faval on fire, red level terror
The only court jester to use the emperor
Until the AD hit, but that's our little secret

[Verse 2]
My plans change repeatedly with the seasons
Deceiving, but at least making it look decent
I make alliances blend, along with the deviants
I make the king need me then slide with the queen pen
Eye of the tiger in a lion's clutch
I'm clutching Orion's belt, I fasten the wires until it's tight enough
I make it exciting for the clientele
Tell 'em to lighten up, I make them complaint with the Midas touch
You can probably run and hide but don't try and duck
I like it like a mammoth with an iron tusk
Now I'm the puppeteer to the tyrant
I turn entire empires into dust
Then one pull of a string
That's your dear king signing up
I make the world's biggest powers come side with us
I don't even have a reason to be scared
All the blame goes straight to the king and his heirs
You might be a seed up if you care enough
I'm like an apparent crutch
I'm, keeping your ego and your spirits up
That's just a placebo for the errant I'll be daring up
Me being a failure is a paradox, the clever
[Hook]

[Outro]
The clever