Four Minutes of More Pain
Kivvy
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(Verse 1) Look Can't forget my mission that can't be mistook They ain't in my vision I ain't giving looks They talking so ignit (ignorant) I should give em books Or I could hit 'em with 'em Knock a bit into 'em Hitting jabs now I'm giving hooks So many jacked songs y'all living crooks That should burn you up inside feel like you getting cooked Oh man, they sounding programmed Got these little clones barking out your slogans I seen your lifestyle, parents should of rocked Trojans While rocking slow jams I can't get down with this broccoli dog I'm a grown man What I look like dancing to a kids bop songs They tried to tell me that's a hip-hop song Important things that these kids got wrong The tempo and the timing now Lyrics and the rhyming style If you was living what you lying bout I'd bet you'd all be dying now Don't think I'm lying now It's like they've got the design upside down They surely do no comprendo, just jump out the window Some more innuendos, roll an ounce of indo Then spark that, I'm trying to relax now I'll fall back when y'all fall off, it's a wrap now Only way y'all making it past here I've had it the last year I'm telling you that was the last year, I'm serious I'm ending mumble rap final chapter, period Looking for the savior well here he is I been on the gas like fast and the furious But I ain't crashing I'm about that actions I do this with a passion I'm ending the wackness And I ain't feeling sorry bout it I wouldn't get comfortable I ain't feeling Cardi bout it So many different words you peep the dictionary And y'all couldn't find none how bou dah... Ha, you really sound dumb how's about that? If you gone get on a track well, how's about rap Or an attempt to try to I know its hard, you want your flow to flow like mine do You all wish you could just do it how I do There's more madness dog there's a side two (oh there's more) So now they nervous, frown, and they stutter Hear my sound and it's butter I'm feeling like this is IT I'm putting clowns in the gutters But y'all little Georgy and I'm Pennywise Y'all should listen to my story boy I'm plenty wise Baby face I'm rich in spirit I spent plenty time So I know when they be fronting telling plenty lies That just don't amount to nothing boy it's penny size I severed plenty ties, I sip until that Henny dries I'm spitting in Henny drive God that's that XO flow Welcome to the Kivvy expo show I'm giving enlightenment Not with that excitement What y'all sharing is untrue What y'all speaking un-cool Feel like a bad uncle Little girl rapping 'bout some cocaine, no way Not on my watch, not cool big issue 6 years old but she could still out spit you I'm just being honest dog that's all I can give you Now I been holding down since pen hit pad Holding the crown it been fit K.A.S Engraved initials, it wouldn't fit you Only meant for the king Kneel down and kiss the ring New era of the officials Ahh breath of fresh air The feeling of stomping out in a fresh pair Like turning the radio on with less care That's all that I'm after Is that too much to ask of, these so called rappers If I had one wish I'd have it now (Right now) Remove y'all music man I'd demand it now (Right now) It's unconsciousness, or just can't understand it now Would y'all please take your microphones and hand them down Trust me little homie A yo the whole world would benefit I think its been a bit That y'all been blemishing Ha, time for proactive Remove that masking No more need for the acting We passed that There's real goons in the streets Y'all get laughed at With your pink purses and your skirts on The real ones got they rest in heaven shirts on Soon to be your name I'm given you more flames For minutes I throw shade Four minutes of more pain And y'all just my propane Ha, hoping I blow up soon And y'all just burn up quickly I'm feeling like I'm Bobby and y'all Whitney I'm whooping you, pushing you Can't see why they booking you Spit at me? I wouldn't dude Need to cool out yeah the Kush will do Loud packs looking like a cushion do But I'll tell you what, I puff it all I don't push it too Still feel like a pusher dude But what I'm pushing is all facts And they don't even know what to call that It's Hip-Hop
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