Crooked I (KXNG Crooked)

[fox69]

"God Bless The KXNG"

"God Bless The KXNG"


[Intro - Kxng Crooked:]
Every man has a higher self and a lower self. With your higher self you can achieve greatness and things beyond this planet. With your lower self you get your basic needs, but also can create darkness. Find your balance, Kxng

[Hook - Kxng Crooked:]
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie

Tutankhamun, we got roots in common
Mansa Musa, now a rap producer
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie
My Nefertiti feed my fettuccine
My Nefertari cook me calamari
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie

I'm King Arthur, the king of the authors
William the Conqueror writin' apocryphas
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie
My Cleopatra fucked the illest rapper
I'm King Solomon writin' them songs again
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie

I'm Imhotep in that limo stretch
Emperor Ming when I enter the scene
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie
My Queen Isis, she know I'm the nicest
My Queen Elizabeth thick on some stripper shit
God bless the Kxng, homie
Talk to 'em, God bless the Kxng, homie

Ramesses' what the camera sees
King Taharqa, authographin' with a Sharpie marker
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie
The poet laureate pourin' Moët in the lowered Ferrari
Yes, y'all don't know my story yet
My peoples' burden, I'm a carry it by any means necessary
It's the way I was raised on that pharaoh shit (100)

God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie

Go Alexander on you salamanders
Go Genghis Khan like a genius done
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie
Like King Snake Spine of the Mayans, we giants
A modern Moteuczoma, I'm a llama shooter
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie

I'm Xerxes versus [?]
I'm Chief Sitting Bull, I keep gettin' pull
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie
I'm Shaka Zulu, they thought it was voodoo (Voodoo)
They play the trumpets when Crooked is comin' (Yeah)
God bless the Kxng, homie
God bless the Kxng, homie

It was said to be written on the Dead Sea Scrolls. Some reported that it was whispered by the Burning Bush. Kxng Crooked. The First Coming. The Second Coming of no one. Kxng Crooked

 

[fox69]

"Groupie"
(feat. Shale)

"Groupie"
(feat. Shale)



[King Tech:]
One two, one two
What's going on y'all?
DJ King Tech, world famous
Wake Up Show, check us out
I got a brand new record for y'all man
Its called "Groupie", from SMH Records
From KXNG CROOKED, featuring Shalé
Now this a record you will not hear on regular radio
Trust me, you can only hear this on Shade 45
Crooked lost his mind making this record man
Anyway, check it out
World premier
(You boys are disgusting)
I like the way you move me, I'm your groupie
And baby I know its hard to please a man
I like the way you feel me, and thrill me
And baby you know, just how to treat a fan
After Eminem signed me, I knew that I would be the man
Groupies everywhere, and I know just how to treat a fan
After our show in Tokyo, I had them broads give me a soapy massage and tugjobs with either hand
George Washington Carver, I hit the P 'til I nut
But a jelly keep me cumming, damn skippy like Peter Pan
Gotta go, next stop Frankfurt, Germany
A groupie grabbed my frankfurter and whispered "Put your sperm in me"
Cute little accent, figure like an hourglass
A [?] pressed the booty against the shower glass
When it was over, I told her "Meet me in Munich"
Cause she suck dick so damn good, had me stuttering
Like 50 when he said G-Unit, I was like "J-j-j-Jesus Christ, this is nice!"
I really didn't mean to bring the lord into the bedroom
Baby put your clothes on, your boy gotta jet soon
I like the way you move me, I'm your groupie
And baby I know its hard to please a man
I like the way you feel me, and thrill me
And baby you know, just how to treat a fan
I like the way you move me, I'm your groupie
And baby I know its hard to please a man
I like the way you feel me, and thrill me
And baby you know, just how to treat a fan
When Slaughterhouse dropped, I knew I would be the man
Groupies everywhere, and I know just how to treat a fan
On tour with Tech N9ne and my Strange Music fam
Grabbing chicks by the hand like "Come here, come meet the band"
Backstage bitches from that Backpage website
Suck you with a condom on just to get your head right
Internet bitches doing everything above (That's computer love!)
I'm out here zapping these bitches
Bad bitchracial, Filipino, black in these bitches
I don't know half of these bitches but they so 'bout it there's no limit
Damn, is these Master P's bitches?
Shit, even fucking on a Sunday
I got drunk and accidentally gave the ho some tongue play (no no!)
Pulled down my pants and said, "You know what today is?"
You know what today is, humpday!
I like the way you move me, I'm your groupie
And baby I know its hard to please a man
I like the way you feel me, and thrill me
And baby you know, just how to treat a fan
1 2 3, that bitch is a groupie
Little big fat booty, she wanna give the pussy to me, Y-O
Hit a nigga on the gram, snapchat me baby, I gotta go
Hey, y'all better not leave me on that tour bus, y'all better not leave me man!

 

[fox69]

"Guess Who's Back?"
(feat. Snoop Dogg)

"Guess Who's Back?"
(feat. Snoop Dogg)



[Snoop Dogg:]
Guess who's back in the MothaFucking house
Put a fat Dick fo your MothaFucking mouth
Holes reckng n ni99as do too
Cause when mitches get scandl'ous
N pull a voodoo
Whatcu gonna do?
You really dnt know
So why'd advise you not to trust that hoe
Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch
Knowing damn well whn to caught up with mah grip
Now as the sun rotates n mah games roles bigga
How manny bitches wann fu*k this ni99a
Named snoop, doogie I'm allie, n abovie
I'm to swift on mah toes to get cught up with these hoes
But see, it ain't no fun if mah homies can't get a taste of it
Cause u know I don't luv it

[Da Brat:]
Oh, guess who's driving in the 5 double O
Like yippie I... yippie O... yeh
Whn I talk smack ya'll betta skip back like
Hea we go... cause the beat don't matta...

[Maraiah:]
Cause you look so good I don't wanna let go
And though I should I can't leave you alone
Cause it's all disahonest caught up in the mist
Of you n I... cannot resist... headddonnn...

Boy if... I... do... the things u want me to... the way I used to do
Would you luv me baby... heat in feelin this
Did u know u breat mah heart?

Heart breaker you got the best of me
But I keep on coming back excesisvly
Oh why... did you have to run your game on me
I shoulda known, right, frum, the start
You'd go n break mah heart...

I need sumone to give me some real... love
[x2]
I need sum... (said I need somebody... OOo why)

Oohh whyy... when I met you that nite baby
Didn't know it wouldn't last...
I gave my love to you hunny...
Wish I could take it all back

[Warren G:]
... Cause I... have neva metta girl...
That... I loved in the whole... wide wooorrlld...

[Kurrupt:]
Well if kurrupt gave a fuck about a bitch I'd broke
I neva have no motha fuckin end of the smoke
I guess lope n looney bectcha can't do me,
Do we look like B B D u hoochy groupie
I have no luv for hoes thas sumthin that I learnd from the past
So how fuck am I suppose, to pay this hoe
Jus to lay this hoe
I know the pussy's mine so I'm a fuck a couple mo times
N' then I'm thru with it, there's nothin else to do with it
Pass it to the homie, now u hit it
Cause she ain't nothin but a bitch to me
And I know that bitches ain't shit to me, I gives a fuck,
Why don't you all pay attention, I'll post u with a different proposition
I'm Kurrpt, hoe
You'll neva be mah only one trick ass bitch...

[Everyone:]
It ain't not fun if the... hoomies can't have none...
[x4]

[Da Brat]
Guess who's back in the motha fuckin house
With two bigg ole giddi tities fo your mouth
Heart breakers mus part takers the sensation
So so def n clue hits in the makin

[Warren G:]
Whoo... hey now ya know
Inhale with mah flow
One for the money
Two for the bitches
Three to get ready
N four to hit the switches
In mah chevy six for red to be exact
With bitches on mah side and bitches on mah back
So back up bitch because I'm struggling
Jus get on your knees n then start jugglin
These mutha fuckin nuts in your mouth
It's me Warren G the ni99uh with the cloud

[Everyone:]
It ain't no fun... if the hommie can't... haave none

 

[fox69]

"Hardest In The Game"

"Hardest In The Game"


Me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Yeah, me and my, me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas
Me and my niggas, we the hardest in the...

Uh, C.O.B, Slaughterhouse, Shady 2.0, Horseshoe Gang
I'm a give a fuck who you name
Me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Got a little flow, that's cool with me
That's what Jay said
But none of ya'll motherfuckers fool with me
Are you a basshead?
Probably need a doctor like Dre said (Shady)
Give me that [?] with your [?]
I probably hit it first like Ray said
To keep it 100 I'm the best rapper ever
I think that's something Kanye said
Well I'm the shit on the West, shit on the East
I been on the thrizone I sit on, so get on your feet
For a beast like a pit on the leash
When I spit on the beats it's a hit on the streets
I smash a lot and you aren't half as hot
I take it too far with these God damn bars
Take it so far that when you put on Dre Beats
Ima turn every listener to an astronaut
And then the bloggers they ask about the cash I got
They should be asking about the black mask
And the stash I got, cause when I'm hungry I'll show us what us ghetto boys do that's rap a lot
No, no, my nigga oh no, no you can't fuck with the crew
I can ghostwrite you a tape that's nothing to do
It might cost a hundred or two
When ima finna do ain't got nothing to do with rappedy rapping, we actually rapping
Gun took, brung dope over the border, yeah that actually happened
Real nigga shit

Me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Me and my niggas, me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Me and my niggas, me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Me and my niggas, me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
We the hardest in the game
Me and my,.. me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Me and my,.. me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game

I tell a nigga "death before dishonor", but I can tell him better with the lama
I can cash out with the rap or go get some bricks with the mexicans mañana
Kill 'em on the streets but I'm iller on the beats, Trynna fuck with the bill like I'm sexing with Madonna
Hot nigga like the residents of Ghana, most hated like president Obama
Huh, keep it one hunnid, they don't wanna never see a nigga on top
But I'm living like a P-Diddy ad-lib (take that), cause I can't stop won't stop
Bandanas in the air that's COB, Tattoos everywhere that's COB
Let the whole world know this COB
Ssuutt Ssuutt two times hit the whole block
And if? and I can't go back, fuck with me anything gon' clap
Get your brains blown back, all they saw was a nigga in Kangol hat in Range Rov that was painted Django black
We do it then we ride out, back to the honeycomb hideout
They ask who fucking with my clique, I don't think they really wanna find out

Me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Me and my niggas, me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Me and my niggas, me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Me and my niggas, me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
We the hardest in the game
Me and my,.. me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Me and my,.. me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Talk that shit!
We the hardest in the game
Me and my niggas, me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Me and my,.. me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
Me and my,.. me and my niggas, we the hardest in the game
C.O.B, Slaughterhouse, Shady 2.0, Horseshoe Gang
I don't give a fuck who you name
Me and my niggas are the hardest in the game
Me and my niggas are the hardest in the game
Me and my niggas are the hardest in the game

 

[fox69]

"Homewrecker"

"Homewrecker"


Ayo
Ayo
Ayo
Ayo

Let me tell my story, this is how it goes
I met my soulmate but I never got rid of my hoes
Late night text turn to late night sex with my ex
She said I know you got a woman just don't bring her to your shows
Cause I'm gonna meet you at your hotel room smelling like a rose
And everything we do I promise not to tell a soul that's goals
I tell my woman I ain't with you, that's until I post a picture
Then she see my hoes leaving hearts in the comments. I tell her them trolls
Lying through my teeth, feeling like a lion hiding with the sheep
How can I say a fly little freak's riding in your seat, flying in the jeep
She be home alone and I be trying to score like Kobe Bryant while my wife is asleep
On the late night like Conan O' Brien I'm just trying to creep
You caught me cheating can we talk it out
I bought you shoes now you walking out
For what I did, I'm a pig
Murdered in my own Slaughterhouse

That's some fucked up shit
That's some fucked up shit
Damn near lost my whole house over some young bitch
Fucked up shit
That's some fucked up shit
Can't even blame the alcohol cause I never drunk one sip

That's some fucked up shit
That's some fucked up shit
Damn near lost my whole house over some young bitch
Fucked up shit
That's some fucked up shit
Can't even blame the alcohol cause I never drunk one sip

I brought you to this party
Cause I don't wanna fight
You end up shaking hands with her
Chick I fucked the other night
If I'd a known that she was there, I would have said let's come some other night
I guess what I'll be doing in the dark is coming to the light, ayo

Damn I did it again
I wanted so bad to win
Temptations by my friends
So much smoke need oxygen
I hope you, your mother, and your broad enjoyed The Quantez Circus

 

[fox69]

"How To Thug"

"How To Thug"


The cops hate my skin
So they wanna do me in
Shove me in the pen
Have me serving 5 to 10
I grew up in the city where the itch you gotta sin
Now just wanna be like mu suburbia friends
But instead I got a thug, yeah
I got a thug, I got a thug
The streets taught me how to thug
Wait a minute, my mother's flat broke
And my father ain't around
My whole family starving, man I gotta hold us down
I loaded up my chopper, hit that other side of town
Robbed that dealer for a couple of pounds,
My nigger learning how to thug, learning how to thug
I had to learn how to thug, how to thug
I ain't finished, society hates me but that hate is really fear
I'm praying every day that that hate would disappear
They treat me like I ain't shit and the message is very clear
While the devil is whispering in my ear
When it come to thuging I got a master degree
Sitting here in this county jail imagining me
The future me, not the one that's always trapped in the streets
Not the one that see his own family wrapped in them sheets
I'm like the president of thugging, as I practice my speech
Simultaneously I'm thinking I'm the cat to...
Even when I'm sleep, I don't see no actual peace
I'm dreaming, I'm bleedin', after squeezing after police
Nobody gives a fuck about a nigger broken in pain
You see him in front of the liquor store won't even throw him some change
When he die, john doe is his name
Is that my destiny, I'm going insane
Load up my chrome in the rain
Erase a pain for future, that's what I can do with my glock 9
Should I pop it or just call the suicide hot line
Tears rolling down my face is do or die, stop crying
Green light, I'm dead or it's music my stop sign
I'm in a crack hotel, I'm living grimy
Sick of hitting links plus I really don't trust my crimies
Mind state is slimy, I kill you and then yell why me, don't try me
Gotta put this life behind me
See I was brain washed, talked that I wouldn't be shit, believed it
Now these trouble waters got me sea sick
The upper class show love like the tits nepotisms
The lower class we thug is a defense mechanism
To protect... against them
The penitentiary system fit them in and they never miss them
Just look for better victims
And politicians never listen
Do whatever's bitching
They eat in a better kitchen
They on television, promising better conditions
It's a repetition of lies open your eyes
Either let your reckless listen
Listen, we shooting at the wrong targets
Talking out the side of our neck, believing our own charges
I thought that I was cursed by the gods
Dropped in the ghetto, piss pour against impossible odds
Track with these charlatans and philosophical frauds
In a place where being a... is a logical job
Change always starts with the man in the mirror
So I'm talking to myself like hey crooked I, I can hear you
Give me your 38 stub, a mask and some gloves
I can teach the whole world how to thug
But how bout how to love?
Yeah, we need love
We need love in the hood
One time for some love in the hood
Two times for some loves in the hood...
Come back.

 

[fox69]

"I Can't Breathe"

"I Can't Breathe"


As you can see right now, Times Square is covered with protestors. There's about 20 riot cops over there. Other groups have joined and are converging here in Times Square. Today is the ceremony for the lighting of the Rockefeller tree and there's police officers swarming everywhere to make sure the protestors do not disrupt that ceremony that they're having. There's hundreds and hundreds of protestors right now, in the streets right now, blocking all traffic, a huge number. An announcement that the cop who killed Eric Garner was not indicted by the police department

They tell me I'm resistin' arrest
But I'm only protectin' my breath, I can't breathe
The cops hate a black man to death
They tell me that mentality left, it didn't leave
See bein' black come with a price
Sometimes we gotta pay with our life, our family grieves
The grand jury never indicts
The grand dragon's wearin' his white, true indeed

No justice, no peace again
I won't trust the police again
Another black man murdered
In the streets by police, he won't hug his own niece again
So what's a black mom tell her son?
"They might hate the mere sight of you
So no, I can't buy that pellet gun
They might try to Tamir Rice you"
I guess the Devil's job is never done
Respect the value of my life too
For me change may never come
Cause I can't change into a white dude
Cops workin' with the prosecutor
Prosecutor manipulate the grand jury
Grand jury say it's no indictment
Send the community into levels past fury
Protestors on the sidewalk
They say Eric Garner was choked here
I say we burn this whole shit down
But won't nothin' change when the smoke clear
That's cause the system is broken
Another victim of a chokin'
By a modern day lynch mob
The cops probably wished they could've roped him
How many tears gotta fall?
How many peers gotta fall?
The cops kill instead of capture
A black man of that stature
How many fears were involved?
How many cheered what they saw?
See, equality's the problem
How many years 'til it's solved?
I think somebody want a race riot
But hip-hop isn't swayed by it
Too many black rappers sellin' out
You white rappers shouldn't stay quiet

(Put your hands behind your back) I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe

They tell me I'm resistin' arrest
But I'm only protectin' my breath, I can't breathe
The cops hate a black man to death
They tell me that mentality left, it didn't leave
See bein' black come with a price
Sometimes we gotta pay with our life, our family grieves
The grand jury never indicts
The grand dragon's wearin' his white, true indeed

I can't breathe
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
I can't breathe

 

[fox69]

"I Thought U Knew"
(feat. Eastwood, Eddie Griffin)
(from "Dysfunktional Family" soundtrack)

"I Thought U Knew"
(feat. Eastwood, Eddie Griffin)
(from "Dysfunktional Family" soundtrack)



[Intro: Crooked & E.G.]
Hell mothafuckin yeah!
E.G.
I bet you didn't know
I thought you knew
Yeah I bet you didn't know
Yeah, Tell 'em though
What You Thought you knew about me?

[Verse 1: Crooked I]
Niggaz think they know me, see me in traffic
Yeah I'm Mr. Rapper,
But I'm Mr. Jacker, Mr. Youngpistolpacker
One shot should lack ya
Frag to your physical and crack ya
I shoot faster than a Toronto Raptor
And please don't judge me from the ra-di-o
Try to play me like I'm CBS, I'm HBO
I'm crazy yo, Rated R with the crazy flow
I hear the same shit every place he go
„Man Crooked only rap about money,
only rap about guns, only rap about sluts“
wrap your mouth around some nuts
We from Tha Row we don't say our shit clean
So fuck you A&R's, we carry AR-15's
You gotta reach the pages thats beneath the covers
I got a foul mouth but I respect peoples mothers
And I don't need yo punk ass police to judge us
All we need is for the streets to love us
But I bet you didn't know

[Hook:]
What, What, What, What, What, What, What
Thought they knew about me
What, What, What, What, What, What, What
Thought they knew about me

[Verse 2: Eastwood]
Me and my life, through these wicked streets
The hard times made a nigga clock his G's
From Cali to Overseas
I'm a beast, the beat chopper
East, the heat luncher
with an intellect my frame to cock and let it pop ya
Can't stop the unstopable
Competition impossible
I'm leavin you weanie niggaz flatline in the hospital
Situation critical, that he say, she say
Or get that ass done in an alley we say
I'm a Boss Baller, On Tha Row, A Shot Caller
E.G., Crooked I and the Wood, we slick talkers
Uncle Curtis got some bad hoes
And Uncle Bucky got some bad dope,
let's put it in a mix and smoke
The E-A-S-T-W-O-O-D
So why they hate me, it's crazy
Cause I came from a dysfunctional family
My life deserves a grammy
Coward niggaz kick rocks
for that ass get popped
stomped out and dropped
So what you thought nigga?

[Hook 2:]
But you really don't
You really don't know about me (Oh yeah, yeah)
But you really don't
You really don't know about me

[Verse 3: E.G.]
You thought you knew, what you knew
But you don't know me homie
You thought you seen, what you saw
But you can't see me homie
The Fed's watchin my words
Cause they don't like what they heard
A black man with some knowledge
But they got nothin on me
I dropped the sack a long time ago
And pit up the mic
So got some game from uncle Bucky,
And now I'm tight
On the streets to the stage
you don't know about me
I did the same pimp game
And now I'm readin bout it
From the streets of KC to the CPT
Shook up the hood and hollywood
and now I'm on TV
You can't see a nigga like E.G.
I'm here to set your bitch asses free
Here till i got it deep
Get On your knees and say please, please, please
Like James Brown
Even stanks in your mothafuckin draws
Gone with jiggle on my balls
And walk heads down the hall

[Hook:]
What, What, What, What, What, What, What
Thought they knew about me
What, What, What, What, What, What, What
Thought they knew about me

 

[fox69]

"I Want To Kill You"
(with Astray & The Observer)

"I Want To Kill You"
(with Astray & The Observer)



[Astray:]
You see me as a threat, I'm the reason that you sweat
Cause I know you know I was born to overthrow
Everything that you've built to keep my people down
You leave us out depriving me cause I'm not part of society
[KXNG CROOKED:]
Where you think we get these guns from? Really?
Where you think all this shit can come from?
Rob the rich while beating on my war drum like buh-rum-pum-pum make them give up the lump sums, bitch
Robin Hood for the common good
On my worst day, killing a politician I probably would
Treat 'em like I'm blowing out a MILF's candles on my birthday even wishing his momma would
Fuck with me fuck with me
Shit that'd make me burn her to the stake like a Salem Witch
Do it for the systematic destruction of lower classes cause that's what made them rich
Chilling up in Elysium while we hearing this forsaken ditch
But nothing to make me switch
I eat a laxative sandwich like it's my favorite dish
What I'm really trying to tell you I ain't afraid of shit
Nah, especially armed robbery
Ghandi said the deadliest form of violence is poverty
And I done seen more than Odysseus on his Odyssey
So honestly, how can them Robocops try to stop a G?
I remember my first beef with the Devil's son
I was only twelve in the park playing with my pellet gun
Having hella fun 'till they rolled up on me
And the last thing I remember is them saying, "I want to kill you."
[Astray:]
You see me as a threat, I'm the reason that you sweat
Because I know you know I was born to overthrow
Everything that you've built to keep my people down
You leave us out depriving me because I'm not part of society
I'm strapped up with two twin Desert Eagles
And a whole rebellion of people to put an end to your evil (I want to kill you)
I want to kill you too let the war begin
I'm warning them
[KXNG CROOKED:]
Yeah my chick is militant
The pistol she concealing in, she looking innocent
The minute she walked by, one of them Androids, she's so fly, even they pitch a tent because my bitch is IT
But nah she a queen though
She a lady in the streets, in the sheets she the king's hoe
Make the squares take a number like it's bingo keeping a pest away like a screen door know what I mean yo?
We trapped in a whirlwind 2077 Bonnie and Clyde it's me and my girlfriend
We rock matching tattoos
That's a globe on our middle fingers because fuck the world till the world ends
We playing with the hand that they gave us
The reincarnated Marcus Garvey and Angela Davis we savages
That's exactly what the scavengers made us
How can you blame us? Now that we bang hammers we famous, niggas
Go on let the king bury em
Sleep with the fishes bitches we A-quarium
Put 'em on death's dark horse, we kate perry em
We outlaws Robin Hood and Maid Marian
Until they cop a woman on the block
The Robocops pulled her over illegal stop
They hung her in the cell then they took her mug shot
But before her neck popped all she heard was, "I want to kill you."
[Astray:]
You see me as a threat, I'm the reason that you sweat
Because I know you know I was born to overthrow
Everything that you've built to keep my people down
You leave us out depriving me because I'm not part of society
I'm strapped up with two twin Desert Eagles
And a whole rebellion of people to put an end to your evil (I want to kill you)
I want to kill you too let the war begin
I'm warning them
[KXNG Crooked:]
(They think I'm crazy? I'ma show them who the fuck is crazy. I'll show them crazy)
I'm knocking on death's door
Pen shaking in my hand as I'm writing my manifesto
I'm writing to let the press know
I never wanted you to be afraid of me but society created me and basically made a scarecrow
How can you fear what you sculpted, your chisel was the culprit
Your fingerprints are on my gun too
Keep it one hundred got sick of being hunted so fuck it I come to hunt you
You tell your kids I'm a monster
Never tell them about how many people you kill so you can conquer
Tally the numbers it'll shock you
But it don't shock me because I'm a monster nothing could shock Blanka
They say I snapped but I didn't snap
I just deprogrammed myself and then I got me some get back
I had to take my own shit back
You put my mind to sleep as a child my brain was kidnapped
As visions started getting clearer
To see myself allowing you to live was getting harder in the mirror
That's when the bodies started disappearing
A mix between Leonardo and Hitler 'cause I'm an artist and killer
Decorating the city with your blood is hella late for your pity and your love
Forever waving a semi in your mug
Weapon saying just give me a little tug
Let me spray em and leave em in the mud, and I listen to em
The people want a message I'ma give it to em
Let the pirate radio station transmit it to em
And when I'm finally struck down by them devils the rebels will still be spreading my message it'll living through em
From my grave I'ma haunt you
A ghost sitting in a dark room, I'ma watch you
And curse all the material things that your wicked ways got you
Until you die in the lap of luxury like you ought to
Only then will I stop the vendetta, and
Realize the afterlife has got to be better
Then the hell that you put me through, and this BS
PS: This is not an apology letter. Fuck you! Eternally
[The Observer:]
And now we've come to the point where our rebel leader is at war with himself. Perhaps constant conflict has finally taken it's toll. He no longer knows... if he's a hero for the people, or a cold-blooded killer

 

[fox69]

"I'm A Boss (Freestyle)"

"I'm A Boss (Freestyle)"


Niggaz want me to kill 'em if Crooked I hit ya
With a couple of them shots then your hommies gon' die wit ya
They some internet dry snitches
That'll have me stuck in the cell less than fine bitches on fly pictures
But If I catch him Where nobody's lookin'
The shawty beam him up like Scotty took him
While his mommy's yellin' somebody book him
Put him under the jail
Your son sleeping with the fish I put him under a whale
Well...
The streets, they put me under a spell
It was magic like I left LA up right under [?]
I swell, I'm in your hood before you choppers can find me
By myself nothing but my shadow walking behind me
I'M A SHOOTER!!! Thats how the ghetto drama designed me
Throwing up W's on stage like I'm PAC in the 90s
I grew up under the poverty line
Robbery crime
Better be everywhere the gwap would be that philosophy's mine
Yeah I'm married to the streets its monogamy time
My visions coming true for wishing unless the prophecy's lyin'
I'm moving quiet a summer breeze
I ain't talking six figures when I say I got a hundred K's and a hundred G's (ssuutt suutt!!!)
They ride for me motherfucker please
Take your oxygen as if niggaz was cutting trees
I'm overseas COB they religion, they get the tattoo
Thats what [?] the realist rap do
Its biblical cover does in lamb blood when we pass through
The thug gospel I'm that dude
I'm A Boss house tucked in 'em hills
You did it with wack shit man I done it with skills
Mrs Gates Mrs Cosby we in love with them bills
Call it Jae call it Meek they I'm fucking with Mills (Talk to 'em)
You never seen me in your TV screen
But I bet the block hear the engine when the GT scream
Giving niggaz the blues like when BB sing
With word play like his last name meet thee king (hello)
Watch the throne I should've ripped otis
Chicks notice I'm the shit focused on my grip
So they slip into hypnosis
They know your shit bogus
So my dick get dibbs on which ever pair of lips closest
I'm high voltage
I'm quite Rogish
I touch you nigga take your power I'm something like Rogue is
Shady Records whose stunting like those kids? (huh?)
I'm on my third deal there's nothing like showbiz (Yeah!!!)
Smoking mirrors you burried me alive
But I wasn't in that coffin you thought u carried me inside
I appearently survived
You should barely be suprised
'cause my character [?]
Was preparing me to rise
And if you thought failure was the way my story goes
You don't know who you fucking with... Glory hole
Haha hahahahahahahahaha
You don't know who you fucking with Glory hole

You niggaz crazy out there
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