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Who’s the man dropping the rap?

It’s Ned Stark

I rule the land on top of the map

I got a head start, Bloodclart

I’m the Lord and Warden of the North

From the border to the wall I rule it all

Food for thought

And who’d have thought a King could bring a tune as raw

A regal troubador whose keep’s a music hall

He speaks the truth on beats and proves to you he knew the lore

But I’m über-sure that’s nothing you never knew before

I drop real lyrics

And that’s a fact of life you might not feel but it’s that I’ve got skill And

this is why I rule the roads like tribes off hills

There was a guy I’d got to kill from the Night’s Watch; Will

Hah, what a shite talker warning about White Walkers

Bedtime stories I ought to tell to my daughters

And regarding family matters: Family matters

Hassle my family and I’m having your knackers

So foes of Winterfell best start running

And brace yourselves, Ned Stark’s coming

The enemies of Winterfell best start running

And brace yourselves, Ned Stark’s coming

I’m handling thing with the standard I bring

Would you expect less from the Hand of the King

Who’s cold enough to let Joffrey give Sansa the Ring, think?

My standing’s as grand as young Bran on his legs

So I head to King’s Landing demanding respect

Or there’ll be payback like a Lannister’s debt

Since Baratheon’s passing, the palace bereft

Of a king 'til the crown is on Stannis' head

But then I take heed of what Varys had said

Revealing the reason why John Arryn is dead

Barriston and I began to suspect a plan

To defect that the Lannisters evidently ran in effect

Baratheon spoke aloud his last letter

And I accurately wrote it down to the last letter

Just miss a little bit out, now that’s better

Keep Joffrey off the hotseat

The little pecker

Foes of Winterfell best start running

And brace yourselves, Ned Stark’s coming

The enemies of Winterfell best start running

And brace yourselves, Ned Stark’s coming

That letter from the High King was ripped up by the bitch herself

Despite the prison cell in which I dwell

I’m still the Lord of Winterfell

You’re still a horde of infidels

So give me your support as king or else we’ll storm the citadel

Flipping hell, this a tale I may not live to tell

'Cause one does not simply…

Wait, that was Rivendell

There isn’t Elves in this story at all

And now I’ve gone and broke character, it’s damaging the Fourth Wall

It happens when I’m dropping off the top of my head

Until my head is dropping off and I’m dead

You’ve been rocking with Ned

Probably the best to drop in all of Westeros

At least I guess I was until my head was lost

Foes of Winterfell best start running

And brace yourselves, Ned Stark’s coming

The enemies of Winterfell best start running

And brace yourselves, Ned Stark’s coming

Watch the throne

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