361 Royals

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I'm the King of the 361, Corpus Christi raised, Where the Gulf winds kiss the streets, and the grind never fades. Six feet tall, standin proud, cast a shadow on the scene, They sleepin on my name, but I'm the truth they never seen. They said Stay out of trouble, but never showed the route, I taught myself the game, now I'm shouting on the rooftop. Down to earth, but my flows lunar, moonwalk on the beats, Clowin while I hustle, got jokes with CEO feet. I'm cooler than a breeze off the Gulf Coast at noon, 361 built this Titan, I'm the wolf in the moon. Educated by diplomas on the wall, Tall,white,grounded- watch me laugh while I ball ain't no ladder to the top- I rock climbed through the dirt, from the barrio to the stars, every scars how I flirt. Clown prince with a crown, but don't test my resolve, Cross me? That's a storm- Corpus Christi,quite til its involved. Got the humor of a jester, but the heart of a sage, Turn my struggle into verses, pain into a wage. 6- foot frame, but my souls depth they cant measure, Stay humbled in the grind, but I'm built for the pressure. They see the height, miss the vision- Im a giant with a plan, 361 in my DNA, where the roots began. No teacher but pavement, no books but the struggles. Now I flex in every rhyme, turn doubt into a snuggle. I'm cooler than a breeze off the Gulf Coast at noon, 361 built this Titan, I'm the wolf in the moon. Educated by diplomas on the wall, Tall, white, grounded - watch me laugh while I ball. So when they ask, Who's that? Tell em JOE JOE in the building, From the 361, where the skies stay willing. Clown in, but I'm royal- earths my throne,stay tuned, Six feet of pure cool- y'all just got schooled.

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