Lyrics:
can make you lose
Total control, and if I choose
To call you the paperboy you'll spread the news
Like Paul Revere: "A real rapper is here!"
Yeah, "Moe
This is the gallant crew that rolled the big super fort
Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
went overboard now I'm overbooked
Ab-Soul, Luke Just, my life is like an open book
Read between the lines nigga
I did this shit legally blind nigga
Yeah,
when ain't nothing left?
The question is what's really free?
I know it's not social media
I know it ain't in the media
Cause everything there remedial
"Mother Popcorn" by James [Brown].
Okay, umm, I wanted to ask you now, you just recently just changed your name to Soul Asylum,
and up until that
of his love of games
(He finished his set that night
By retreating to play
Galaga as John Mayer riffed on guitar) Now
As he spots
The original Pong, Super
know you waited this
And I wanted this to be elaborate and so strenuous
And then you just slide by and wiz-ave
You on another piz-age
Is that the way
can't hear me by my sound
I'm a fucking killer now
I am running super loud
Even when i put you down
You can't hear me by my sound
You will be dead
Before
[Paul Wall]
I'm a hustler, ladies man of course a playa
My behavior, is somewhat similar to the majors
Cause I be running game, everything that I say
with your pace
You're my, super freak! super freak!
You're my, super freak!
[T.I.]
My momma taught me, everything fine ain't the finest
freak! super freak!
You're my - super freak!
My momma taught me, everything fine ain't the finest
And everything that shine ain't a diamond
They say
listen
Closely on what is now being advertised
In East Harlem as the "Rainbow
Conspiracy" - a combination of
The Students For A Democratic Society
can't, I can't)
Without that good
You're so super good
Now what I mean by good?
I mean that deep down feeling
That when the bass slap on ten
mean
RDVs 55th paul's liquor try and talk slick if you crazy
Results in getting stomped by doc and stu-baby
Keep ridin paseo for me
If you ridin
niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking
check it out
I`m in the mix like a blender
Stay right down the street from Paul from the Diamond Center
I used to cut grass for a livin`
But now I
worshipped by society
Who's perfect to the public but hates himself privately
who can't look in the mirror and is screamin' but quietly
And can afford
everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon
So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc
Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you
But what Super is finna say is that, your sex is ok,
But it oughta cross your mind, what sorta problems you could find, love
cnd making love is all in
Had to do it all again...
Now I’m going for the win...
Had to cut a couple friends ....
No time for pretend...
Now the boy on ten
Now I’m Paul with
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
Here it here it go now
This is how it go down
We got the whole armor of God
Prepared for the showdown
Ready to flow now
Its more than ripping shows
Are we ever gon’ let up?
Why though? Ain’t nobody else gon’ do it!
Shit! We getting money, let’s go!
(Pay close fuckin’ attention)
(yeah) Everything I
Everything is gold
My music be platinum
Go and watch now
My fans they liked em
My lyrics were dope
My music was catchy
Saving the best
When the best
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