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No rest for the wicked but you best believe that this motherfucker mad sick
I ain't slept for three weeks and I'm still down in the basement doing adlibs

No rest for the wicked but best believe that this mother fucker mad sick
Ain't ain't slept for three weeks and I'm still down in the basement doing adlibs
And you know the clock is ticking there's no point in having this mattress
Getting lost couldn't find a way out might be in need of an atlas

Flip it over red rover red rover you can send all the haters and the bitches on over
One dumb kid from the cold Minnesota
Listen here ima tell you things they never told yah
Put the fear in a them motherfuckers like soldier
Crack a beer with me I ain't never going sober
You know where we is we would never call it soda
Now I'm blowin' up like a pop in the Sota
Temps gonna drop now the pop gettin frozen
One wrong turn hear a pop now it's over

Brand new whip steped in
Mother f*ck a rescission
We just keep on pressin
That new watch my left hand

I'm smkoin on this race fuel
And I still can't erase you
If you get big they a hate you
and I'm just tryin stay faithful

Stepped on like legos
I'm right here and that's ten toes
Ignite the fire like petrol
It keeps repeating like echos
I turn em green like a gecko
Oh heck no
Oh heck no

I been hangin out with Rock no Chris
Run up on me get smacked will smith
Jaded my mind get tossed out quick
Pull up a chair this time I'll sit
Put me in coach I practiced this
Buttery flows like melted sticks
Brother we know ur dope ur sick
Bring the bass back I need some kick

No time for waitin, there's no debatin man I get it I'm always patient.
I know they Hattin, I let em hate because success is my motivation
I'm at the gate, and the plane was late, man I use to be slow to take it
All of em fake you can see the cake on every single basic
Bitch with a nice body
I Roddy my riches can't f*ck with these bitches
I noddy I'm sippin I'm naughty I'm slippin
The hottie was different she not in the kitchen
She gotta be kitten her tone is consistent
I gotta be dippin, while drippin she trippin
Lottery ticket you thought you was winnin
I'm probably whippin you want it go get it

You boys got it all backwards
I'm just hopin that rap works
I'm speakin all these rap words

No number one but I'll take it if given
I'm Putting my time into music and written's
If I spit a verse I won't ever forget it
I won't sign my name unless it's 30 million
I keep stacking my music till it reach the cellin
You hearin this shit don't it sound so appealin
I'm hungry I'm grumbly I got a weird feelin
I gotta eat somethin or I'll be the villan
Must be blacking out cause I tunnled the vision
The beats running out please don't summon the demon
The voices I hear em they cryin they screamin
They wanna get out but they lying they scheming
I wish I could sleep cause I miss all the dreamin

No rest for the wicked but you best believe that this motherfucker mad sick

I ain't slept in three weeks and I'm still down in the basement doing adlibs

Ay that's KRK

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