Rubbin' Off the Paint

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King Skie

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King (Skieeeeee!)
Skie
Yadamean
God forgive me for jacking this beat
Baltimore City Product
You already know how I'm rocking it
Started rapping, this a hobby, I just do it with ease
Call me King, or call me Dre, I'm just as cold as my skis
Shout out to Mance and Tyrell, them neguses call me Squiddy
Don't play with instruments le boy but keep a stick like a reed
They say don't leave your gun at home, we live in Charm City
Moving twenties, in the field, safety on like Ed Reed
Biz Markie, my pharmacy, would have whatever you need
Gave that life up, now on a good path and I'm doing good deeds
Seen my homies walk out on me, I won't beg em or plead
If you see me a the church I'd rather beg on my knees
Smell, IQ, and my temperature, all at a different degree
He might be flexing, but he a fraud, he play jubilee
I'm a dragger and a servant, might've seen me out working
Keep that sword on me for certain, I come to heal those who hurting
Everybody got a gun, broad daylight they just be murking
Do black lives really matter? Cause we really looking worthless
How can we give back to churches, our black money go to hearses
Speak the truth in all my verses, woven lines, just like its cursive
Hoe stop asking me about purses, I can't trust you, you keep twerking
Keep same energy in person, slither on you lil serpent
Seen that bum chick on the bus stop, had the nerve to have a birkin
Plus her man crush popping perkies, and her best friend just be erky
The ex home girl keep on flirting, she come buy like I'm a merchant
Like oh my God there's this guy, she just want you to get her high
Satanic tricks in disguise
Pray over her life, then its bye
Walk right past the baddest chick
She see my smile, it's like voila
Lowkey King Skie, been that guy
Jesus Christ, not scared to die
Filled with joy, not filled with pride
He just all talk bro, let him slide
Cast them worries to the sky
Live by the Spirit, no surprise
Just like your cell phone, it's I
King Skie, don't call me sky
Speak on my name, never lie
I be rolling, never tide
The realest one to ever ride
All these satan worship rappers better hide
I'm coming for what's deep inside
Saving souls, not wasting time
God decided I should rhyme
God's creating in my mind
I'm the gold found in a mine
You some coal, ain't worth a dime
I shout commit and they say crime
I feel enriched off this divine
Straighten up, granddaddy spine
Jesus Christ is really great, hashtag, put it on sign
Like a baby approaching stairs, best believe I'm bout to climb
Need some healing, sip some wine
Raise the bar, as I incline
Like a coke feign dropping records, I can never waste a line
I won't stop my lyricism until injustice decline
Stick it to em porcupine
Composite thoughts but in my prime
She a lemon not a lime
I still show love, cause I am kind
Rubbing off the paint, just so that King Skie shine
Rubbing off the paint, just so that King Skie shine

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