Jon Bellion - When The Lions Come lyrics

When the lions come and they turn to fight Will you lose your soul? Will you lose your pride? 'Cause the only thing they need is to smell a drop of fear inside When the lions come, will you turn to fight? Yeah, they tried to stop me Tried to box me in the ring but I'm rocky Indeed I'mma rumble If the lions come I am, uh Gonna be deemed new king of the jungle I came from the bottom where it's not a problem You know they got iron and chrome And they firing at domes And they hold more grams than retirement homes I made it out all on my own The homies know I was alone But they be calling my phone if they need some money sponsored links In other words I was a loan Now I'm in the zone Should have been another statistic But I said f** it I'll risk it Looked d**h right in the face and I kissed it No evidence and no trace of the lipstick Now ain't nobody gonna stop me now Ain't nobody gonna knock me down I'm from the school of the hard knocks breaking doors down they trynna lock me out If you stayed to fight then you might have won But they caught your a** 'cause you tried to run Me, Jon B, Blaque Keyz, in a fighting stance when the lions come When the lions come and they turn to fight Will you lose your soul? Will you lose your pride? 'Cause the only thing they need is to smell a drop of fear inside When the lions come, will you turn to fight? Yeah, let me get it like this, let me rip it like this so sick, don't spit I vomit, bomb it, wearing the freshest of garments Blowing up, yeah, we the bombest, never co*ky I'm just honest, reppin' artanis, woah Maryland what I be reppin' the second I step in, I murder like weapon Let me bring the tech and I'll hit you like tekken and I'm gone Whatever record I'm on, I just wreck it and I'm gone R-A-Double T -P-A-C-K, V's up, all day, yeah we do it our way I push white keys like Beethoven, while Blaque Keyz drop 16's, like the Sistine, that's so mean Hell yeah, that's so clean Can I get it, let me get it, I got to get it, I got to spit it from the heart, let me tear it apart Living the real life, everybody want to know what it feel like Rock with a drop top, living on top, let e get it, I get ready to pop When they bopping they head, when they rocking the bed If I couldn't do this then I'd be dead When the lions come and they turn to fight Will you lose your soul? Will you lose your pride? 'Cause the only thing they need is to smell a drop of fear inside When the lions come, will you turn to fight? Man, it's unreasonable to think that Keyz won't leave MC's extinct I never had a reason to until now to get that spear and hit that Jeep See me swerving like Steve Irwin through herds of nervous MC's I sink my teeth in their verses, each feature becomes a feast Lay back, relax in my den, get paid from the royalties And bring it back to the pack and just let my family eat I'm a predator on this beat, every metaphor is my prey My roar rumbles your feet, I'll place your head on my tray I'm letting your girl pat me, run fingers all through my mane The pride of a dying breed with ferocity in my veins At the top of the food chain, the philosophy is the same So live properly, so one day they won't throw you in no cage Keyz is king of the jungle, no rumbling with the snakes You running when I'm on the prowl I pounce, you can't keep the pace You know I've been earning stripes, got zebra print on my face Got to make it apart of you and see the world through my wardrobe like Narnia