Lyrics:
talking
Uh-huh, pull up in an Azure and watch them keep walking
[Will Smith]
Kim haters be making me wanna flip and react
[Kim]
No-no-no, chill Will and let
Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this, nigga
I'm hearin' these niggas in the club, niggas soundin' like you, nigga
Bitin'
I just layed a track down
I buried one more beat
Straight six feet underground
Charles Barkley in my raps
No chance to rebound
The one and only king
east
Cheerin' for the ragin' beats
X O henny scrape the keif
Bangin C, I'm bangin', B
Put them niggas next to me
Stop and focus, get the lead, I'm here
like Nat King Cole
You can feel it on your neck like you in a choke hold
Unfold the mystery, unload the BEP
Bangin' on your speakers while you haters
by sayin'
I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'ma lightening streak
Uh, Weezy F. Baby, I do it big, weigh me
Them crazy freaky bitches
or you build you an ark (ark)
My words are rather kind, you keep them held in contempt ('tempt)
Looking for a nine and then a droid you can tempt (tempt)
like whatever ya
On some K-are-S be here forever type
You-you-you-you know you shouldn't rhyme like
Let them pussy niggas get in your mind like
Baby
Googlyfoo was a discount leafy
Until mum and dad knew I was griefing
His channel burned like his minecraft crib
Burnt by the cube while he was drooling in
sweating
Why? Well it's simple, to them it's kind of vital
To take KRS-One's title
To them I'm like an idol, some type of entity
In everybody's rhyme
(Top Dawg, Money GANG)
Owwww, Dave, I see you, now see me
Look, I say I'm a millionaire
I'm a Top Dawg millia- no let
Me just come in unorthodox
I
cowards to get them to the top
Just to fall asleep listening to bach?
The ribbon in the sky is the ribbon that I drop
Dribbling the eye across the prism
a rebel you know the kind that die in the street
Cause you refuse to conform, won't eat the kings meat yeah
Christ rebelled by shunning the cultured
He
end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got
I feel like hip hop used to be a voice for the voiceless, you know
And now it's become, at least in the mainstream
A symbol of misogyny, gay panic,
gon take to the top with me
And this shotty on me, got the boy, I walk this so [?]
I was raised in the wild with them lions and tigers
Nothing but paper
and the cutest yeah of them all
Ima king when I live in between your walls
Let me beat you in and out till the break of dawn
All these other bitches, Yeah you know
Leave my beef on the streets
You niggas put it in the lab
Niggas write in they phones
They don't put it in the pad
I just body the beats, then I put it in
end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got
talkin shit
We out here tryin to get paid in a major way
Come on
I rock a six like that
From my dubs in the club, sippin Cris' like that
Pop
pray God guide them
And don't let em fall
Pick your head up
I see you winning king
They don't know our story
And we gone live our dreams
We done came
thought at night that comforts me is starving whoever's hunting me
Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing's free
And separated from hell by
poppin with them gadgets
When my mouth is runnin nah the Flash couldn't catch it
Got your head tilted like italics beat so hard that you losing balance
You
It cost to be alive
I won't say I'm king of the jungle, but I survived
Watch the cookies crumble in front of me, at least I tried
You know what
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