Lyrics:
Everybody wants but they asking for free
Better work for your food or you starve in the streets
Its a jungle out here cause you are what you eat
Stay at your
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
the streets with your thugs (just let a nigga run with the homies)
I'll be waitin' for you (let me go kick it with my niggas, when I come back)
Until you get
the faces of the poor,
But there'll come a time when such overt displays of wealth
Will not be tolerated by the people in the street.
In a sane society
clap your hands (hey yo)
Clap your hands everybody (hey yo)
And everybody just clap your hands (hey yo)
Rappers are my servants, they serve me like
the house without my money rag
I don't leave the house
Without my fuckin' Glock
I'm not goin' like Biggie or Pac
That's fucked up what they did to Biggie
I
been for them
For my mom to leave the streets of
Havana where our neighbors were our
Friends, where we gathered every
Holiday to eat
Pork and my
This composition be my prophecy
I hope it's heard
I keep my shit off safety
I've been shooting rocks lately
Everybody gots they nickel-plates
KXNG CROOKED, Eastside, Long Beach, California
My name is KXNG CROOKED
I snap on you rappers often
When I'm spazzin' I'm just gettin' my
I'm an Underground King, nigga let my nuts hang, nigga
Sayin' I'm only in [Incomprehensible], ain't no thang
Nigga, everybody rappin' like they ballin'
cost?
Yea I'm actin like a nigga that ain't never had shit
Filet Mignon porter house
My little brother on his medical shit from that block street
Nigga
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
got exposed by E! ('sposed)
So naive, cold in the streets (streets)
Sleep on my feet (feet)
Money turn homies to zombies, they eat (zombies)
Miss
with the gravy, Davy
Everybody eats when they come to my house
Try a tomato, Plato
Here's cacciatore, Dory
Taste the baloney, Tony
Everybody eats when
carin' when I know I can't be beat?
See how the ice be glarin' when I come through and retrieve
It's easy to know it's us if a body in the street
Too
fantasies when I
love,
love being in the middle of nothing
'cause nothing is the crowd
I'm waiting the life to come at my ( house )
I've just opened
coming first
It's not so crazy when it happened in your family
And everybody in your family agrees with you
Me, my two sisters, my brother-in-law, and my
sauce and some nice red beets
This is what we snack on when we're Questin'
(No second guessing)
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, 'cause they're high in
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
shit they didn't like
Ridin marble white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
I'm talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes
trustin' nobody so I took my money with me
'Cause last time they got me, get me
I said I'm Young by the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin', I just do
weeks
I came up wit a strategy to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
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