[Verse 1]
One more shot hits the throat, two more times he let go
Three ways to die, not gonna lie
There's no turning back for the reckoned man
Taking turns with his hands, one knife, one gun at his command
What bliss, this heist was soon to be his
But little did he know, he had enough

[Pre-Chorus]
Of feeling like a criminal, desires on fires so cynical
The cry of a newborn mind
Had dropped the weapons and bled him dry
Regaining strength to free his life
"No more!", as he dropped the gun and knife
He wrotе these words with a broken pеn
"This time I'm coming back"

[Chorus]
This is the king of the crowd, as he holds up the crown
There's no more looking down
Yeah, the proudest man, comes back around
This is the point where he learned, when his life took a turn
You never heard of a comeback like this
He's a fucking king (He's a fucking king)