Lyrics:
I say crumbling
Or shall I say fumbling what the f**k is you mumbling
I make this clear we up in cheer
When we drop you'll get popped like the top
Right now, your love is all that I need, yeah
Feel like with you by my side (Love) I got no limits
Starts in your chest and takes over whole your body
need is a beat that's super bumpin!
All I need is a beat that's super bumpin!
And for you, you, back it up and dump it!
O.K.!
All I need is a beat
check
To back up, I slap up, r-r-rut put you're boo deck
Yep, so what the heck, you gives rhymes like a cheque
Because the a is for apple, the j is for
workin' for G and whoever next to me
And I ain't gon' rest 'til we made a statement
I'm straight up, you watered down
It's time for a replacement
connect the dots
See if you wanna do it to yourself or not
Don't get to close, cause you might get shot
Just do yourself a favor, get the f**k up out
know is my circle so stable
We stick by the code no Cain and Able
(Look) All I really know is my circle so stable
We pull up on yo block and get
know is my circle so stable
We stick by the code no Cain and Able
(Look) All I really know is my circle so stable
We pull up on yo block and get
And finally
I choose to be me
And who is that?
I'm a.k.a. formerly by nature
I'm a.k.a. formerly by nurture
I'm a.k.a. formerly by pressure
I'm a.k.a. formerly
to rest by the one you thought was workin' with yah
War ready, the game just wanna take my life
War ready, pussy boy we all could die tonight
War ready,
degree day and there's no frickin' air conditionin'
And you can't see the bitch's hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up, blarin' the system in
World
World world world
S m o k e who want smoke with me
I could put some opps up in ya blunt
And let you smoke for free
S m o k e who want smoke
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
your garden
But you love him so to this there is no quitting
Time to let go of every little thing please
When the king goes on vacation who naturally
I'm talking trap shit
From now on, if you ain't been in that booth
I don't wanna do a song with you
Trap shit, aye
I roll up my weed, I'm smokin'
Sink with the tide
Rescue me if you like
I'll be leaving it all up to you
Think how we tried
It's o.k. to be lied to
As long as it's only by
level over 9k, uh
You could never do it my way, uh
Bars so basic they a sine wave, uh
Why should I give you the time of day? uh
Flow so crazy think it's
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
I got me some homegrown
Hit so hard I felt the diesel in my bones
160k floating higher than the ozone
Woken up by landing, looking at my phone
Message
to shake yours
If you hear my lyrics bass-ic, you should listen up
I feel greedy by the way I'm never giving up
To this music, if you don't think that I
You can fool the rest of the world, long as New York know
Uh
We some underground kings, feel like Pimp C
Met bun, said "Pocket Full of Stones"
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