Crooked I (KXNG Crooked)

[fox69]

"I'm On One (Freestyle)"

"I'm On One (Freestyle)"


Fuck it I'm on one
Slaughterhouse we on 2
Point oh shit, point your shit to the garbage now bitch y'all ain't it
Everybody talking about that and this
Crooked did a song with Canibus
Am I supposed to be beefing with him
Let me tell you what the answer is
No no no nowadays do I listen to half his shit
No no no and I bet the M&S say that's a diss
Gotta keep it real man I will not flip flop
Grind every day I'm a go hard...
Cops wanna track me but fans will be happy
Until I kill a nigga on worldstarhiphop
But but but your boy ain't going out like no wankster
Cause intelligence is the brand new gangster
The number one spot is in danger
Let me tell you why you rappers ain't fucking with the Slaughterhouse gang
You got a little flow that's who we need
Got a little ice a little jewellery
But none of you can fool with the crew to me
Name a nigga rapping better maybe 2 or 3 and that's it
All the above you call it circle love
Homie I merk the thug
Wait a minute bitch purple bug
This pink drink there's a lotta bottles
Ace of spade let's celebrate it
Cause we made it
I'm a drink it till my... sound sedated
Cause I'm faded you can hate it
Ask me if I give up a fuck
Homeboy I came from nothing this time I'm a live it
I'm so real I'm a needle in a haystack
When I drop by tell your peoples to payback
Yeah I got papers still doing drive-bys
With this... Desert Eagle and a Maybach
Cause we don't play that
We don't play that shit
Nigga I'm on one

 

[fox69]

"If I Die"

"If I Die"


There's killers in my backyard
Schemin' on my head
I can't believe I made it this far
I'm supposed to be dead

If I die what you gon' tell my kids?
Tell them how they father lived
Chopper in the trunk, $150, 000 whip parked outside they mother crib
Tell them how they father lived
I was a kid with a kid
That's why I did what I did
All of it wasn't positive
But shit, it is what it is
Sometimes I had to do my own dirt
To keep the lights on so you can do your homework
Sometime I did homework
Ski mask over the dome in somebodies home
That's why recording these important songs hurt
Plus around every corner karma gon' lurk
That's why I walk around with goons
Look at my face that's why I got these battle wounds

If I die what you gon' tell my kids?
Don't colour me a bad dude
I was just tryna make sure you had food
A dropout no college and grad school
Grew up fucked up put yourself in your dad shoes
Risked my life to catchup with them digits
Watch [?] bearers lower my hood brothers and ditches
While I was surrounded by roaches and rats
I ain't talking pest control I mean bustas and snitches
That time I moved you miles away
Some people was tryna touch you to bring me out to play
What I did I ain't allowed to say
But I had to do certain things to be here now today (God forgive me)
You might hear that he was a drug dealer
You might hear the feds wanna come get him
And when they ask him about his children
You gon' hear that he was in love with them
You gon' hear that he always ride for them
You gon hear that he often cried for them
And just to see them live a better life
They gone tell you he woulda died for them

If I die what you gon' tell my kids?
If I die what you gon' tell my kids?
Tell 'em how their father lived
Keep it 1 hunnad with them
Tell them who their father is
I took food to the homeless shelter
I always respect my elders
Prefer to be self educated
I question everything they tell us
My family struggle and I can't ignore it (1 hunnad)
I get money then I pay it forward (1hunnad)
Most importantly everyday you smile
Best believe I thank the creator for it

If I die what you gon' tell my kids?
Tell 'em how their father lived
The whole truth, nothing but the truth
Tell 'em who their father is (1 hunnad man)
Keep it 1 hunnad

 

[fox69]

"If I Was Dre"

"If I Was Dre"


Yo Silkk
Yo Chris
I was just thinking man
If I was Dr Dre what the fuck would I say man?
(What would I say?)
I really ain't got shit to say
(Nothing to prove)
3 empires
Biopic of the century
(No debate)
Billion dollar business deals
(Y'all seen it)
I'd probably say some shit like this right here
Fuck it, let's do it then
Will I change music again
That depends on what mood I'm in
I can fuck the game raw
Smooth without using lubricant
Til it give birth to a new class of music you niggas students in
They all wonder about that Doc shit
What is it that he on?
Is it rock shit?
Jump in a mosh pit like the Kings of Leon
Nah nigga, it's my shit
Only thing I'mma be on is whatever I wanna hear me on
That hot shit
The same shit you know me for
The same shit these bitches blow me for
Even that lonely whore that you thought was only yours
I'm on the same shit I was on before
On the court
Doing it for the block
Emeka Okafor
Balling
I got the club leaning
Like it's a drug fiend
And I got the thugs squeezing on they snub thinking
About they upbringing
When I'm upspeaking
About that Compton life
We doing it for the dollars
Nigga fuck sleeping
Speaking on sleeping
You're sleeping on the biggest threat
Til I got your body of work bleeding on the internet
I'm sick as an emphysema patient
Blowing smoke through the hole in his throat
Chiefing on a cigarette
Even though it's in his neck
No other way to say this nigga
You fucking with the greatest nigga
I disappear for a minute
And I got that quiet hush money
Now shut the fuck up and pay this nigga
I'm back
(Yeah)
If I was Dre I'd say some shit just like that
(Just like that)
Let these niggas know
You can't fuck with me, man
(Never could)
And then I say some shit like this
(What?)
Soon as they heard my footsteps
Niggas start ducking and the button ain't even pushed yet
Bitches heard I was coming back
And it made they puss wet
I ain't even tied up my chucks or lit up the kush yet
I ain't even told my adoring public
That I got something for 'em
Hardcore and rugged
And of course they gonna love it
And of course I'm regulatin' like Nate
Getting that paper like Warren Buffett
If it ain't about paper, it's a foreign subject
I'm pouring buckets of champagne
Black bottles nigga
Toast to God
I'm music
I'm black Apollo nigga
I laid the blueprints
You rappers have to follow
It's my shoe print I left behind to guide the path for all you niggas
So I don't care what your people sold
He couldn't keep his soul
Sold it for a piece of gold
The billboard is calling me Grim Reaper
Because I put the album charts in a sleeperhold
When I switch into ether mode
Getting money before you could read and write
I count it in the dark cause I get it faster than the speed of light
All you got is rapping
I be on my Phil Jackson
I keep winning without the bullshit
And I don't even need a mic
But if it's on then it's on
It's that Don Dada shit
What if Capone did a song
It's that Godfather
Park in the top
This Impala rockin' wallabees
Walk in the top
On my Rockwilder shit
I'm back Cali
Yeah, I'd say some shit like that (real talk)
If I was Dr Dre I'd say some shit just like that
I'd say you niggas couldn't see a picture of me man (not at all)
Only competition is in the mirror
That's the only real talk
And then you know what I'd say before I leave?
Compton

 

[fox69]

"If You Ever Hear Me"

"If You Ever Hear Me"


The world lost a luminary recently
It's name Hip Hop
And it drowned from to much [?] and champagne
What the hell happened to you Hip Hop
Artist with names like, Terminator X and
Furious Five And Niggas With Attitude (NWA)
Once preached about social awareness
And political enlightenment
When did fight the power
Become "Wait til you see my Dick!" [*Laughs*]

I started off in this game, heart full of high hopes
Young and naive, Notebook full of fly quotes
Critically acclaimed, they say Crooked I's dope
Doper than white coke, walking a tight rope
Trying not to fall, this industry you see it got traps
Record executives rape you with those paper contracts
Got my first deal and they pulled out my arteries
Shot me in the heart I mean they killed the best part of me
Ask me to be a gimmick shitting on my artistry
Ain't nobody hard as me! Fuck being RnB!
Told you crooked go hard, told you it's a G thang
Told you fuck that auto-tune shit unless its T-pain!
I like Lil Wayne, cause he's Lil Wayne
I like the game cause he's game and we ain't the same
You need a little variety on your spice rack
AnR's want me to change so I don't like RAP!
Ask me for ringtone song homey I might snap!
And treat my automatic weapon to life snack!
A lot of rappers let it slide but I fight back
Cause 99% of hip hop is quite wack!
So you can hate me or get back on the right track
Either way I don't give a fuck! and its like that
Yeah its like that, used to be a nice cat
Last year I was sick of this music now I'm twice that!

Do you remember the first time
You heard P.E.?, NWA and B.D.P.?
Do you remember the last time
You heard Kool G, Big Daddy Kane, Rakim & Erik B
You ever hear
2Pac and B.I.G
You ever hear
Big Pun and D.O.C
You ever hear
Big L, Eazy and Ice T
That's Where we will be
If You Ever Here Me!

You like rappers in shoot-outs I really been through em
I swear to God I could have did the 50 cent to em!
A little guidance from Dre, let Jimmy mentor em!
Instead my enemies witnessed my semi spit for em
I could have did the Snoop, I'm from the beach homey
I could have did the Eminem
I'm a beast homey!
Look at the word play I use in the chorus
The verse way, over your head I confuse a thesaurus
I'm worth cake! Making moves in the torus
You smoke weed?
I got so many tree's you'll be abusing the forest
We serve weight
While executives in music ignore us
In the first place
Fuck! Fugitive warrants!
Id rather have a lucrative future in touring
On my first date stupid supporters
May I first state my news to reporters
Yo, I'll call a press conference to say FUCK rap!
Then go to the radio station and let the GUN clap!
I spit like a hundred Kanye's and 3000 Andre's
Still I'm stuck HERE! Where the thugs at!
Magazine covers tell you were my buzz at
Everything you do to get a big deal I done that!

Do you remember the first time
You heard P.E.?, NWA and B.D.P.?
Do you remember the last time
You heard Kool G, Big Daddy Kane, Rakim & Erik B
You ever hear
2Pac and B.I.G
You ever hear
Big Pun and D.O.C
You ever hear
Big L, Eazy and Ice T
That's Where we will be
If You Ever Here Me!

Yo
I give rap stars a blind folded cigarette
They kick me of they videos sets
Because I'm a bigger threat! (fuck em)
Hate it or love it I thought nothing of it
My nigga chuck tried to bring me to the mainstream public
But its back on the block where the Glocks be poppin
Selling Orange county's ya'll call em oxy cottons
Selling purple syrup and kush, while the cops be watching
Hit the studio with guape we clocking off the boulevard
I wanna live legal buts its so expensive being the leader of the underground!
Shine when I come around!
Standing in the VIP with Russell and Jay- Z in Vegas
And didn't do it from selling a CD! (no)
Everywhere you rappers go, you gone see me! (yo)
A hood star with or without the TV!
Play me in your whip I'm so I'll you'll get car sick!
Now Id rather spill my pain over guitar licks!
Flying a mosh pit, something like a star ship!
Rap till your heart skip a beat, but on some dark shit!
You AnR's wanna trap me in this hood life
Some say its my past affiliation with Suge Knight
Me and Suge parted ways along time ago
Didn't think you labels would react so vagina though!
I don't know
Maybe I'm a big flop
Maybe I should end this nightmare with a quick shot
Maybe I should join Eazy-E, Pac! And Big Pop!
Maybe I should say FUCK HIP-HOP!

Do you remember the first time
You heard P.E.?, NWA and B.D.P.?
Do you remember the last time
You heard Kool G, Big Daddy Kane, Rakim & Erik B
You ever hear
2Pac and B.I.G
You ever hear
Big Pun and D.O.C
You ever hear
Big L, Eazy and Ice T
That's Where we will be
If You Ever Here Me!

 

[fox69]

"Intergalactic Hustling"
(with Boroc)

"Intergalactic Hustling"
(with Boroc)



[Bo Roc & KXNG CROOKED:]
I be smuggling dope
Intergalactic hustling
I be smuggling dope
Intergalactic hustling
Come on ride on my spaceship baby
Come on ride on my spaceship baby

[KXNG CROOKED:]
I dream sixteens
Can't get these rhymes out my head
I dream sixteens
Wake up and rise in my bed
Put on my space suit
Hop in my space coup
Interstellar travel I fly to the mic booth
Today was a good day, like I was Ice Cube
But I still keep a Glock because cops are quite rude
That arrogant white dude that sell out black cop
Go 'head and strap pop if I'm in the right mood
They look at us like food
But my space bullets go two hundred thousand miles per hour that's quicker than light moves now (uh)
I'm a space cowboy
Illegal alien bitch riding me cowgirl
Wow we so high we travel to uninhabited planets like goddamnit this is our world (uh)

[Bo Roc & KXNG CROOKED:]
I be smuggling dope
Intergalactic hustling
I be smuggling dope
Intergalactic hustling
Come on ride on my spaceship baby
Come on ride on my spaceship baby

[KXNG CROOKED:]
Too much cut on your dope
That'll make the dope fiends hate
My shit so pure give a stripper a sniff and the bitch won't see straight
Oh, no he ain't in the flying saucer with the OG pain bottle
Shipping out Promethazines to niggas who lean
We package your Codeine like protein shakes
But it's dope beat breaks, addicted to the sounds
In space is how it gets around
That base is sounding like about million pounds hit the ground
Catch a case the way a nigga lyric spitting rounds
Nah, I disappear after the dirt
I ain't from around here I'm from a parallel earth
Where Biggie, Pac, Big L and Nate still living
I only came here just to give y'all that work then I'm gone

[Bo Roc & KXNG CROOKED:]
I be smuggling dope
Intergalactic hustling
I be smuggling dope
Intergalactic hustling
Come on ride on my spaceship baby
Come on ride on my spaceship baby

 

[fox69]

"Intro"

"Intro"


[Doctor 1:]
So tell me about the patient

[Doctor 2:]
The patient just arrived a minute ago. His vital signs are very, very low. No exit or entry wounds. We don't understand why he's dying

[Doctor 1:]
Was he ever conscience?

[Doctor 2:]
Yes, he was conscience

[Doctor 1:]
Did you find out if he was allergic to any anesthesia or medications at that time?

[Doctor 2:]
No, sir we didn't, but he had several controlled substances in his system right now. Coke, marijuana, codeine, uppers and downers, alcohol, everything

[Doctor 1:]
Wow, and he didn't OD?

[Doctor 2:]
No

[Doctor 1:]
Any paraphernalia on the patient to clue us in on why he might be in this predicament?

[Doctor 2:]
No, sir. All he had was condoms and an excessive amount of cash rolled up in rubber bands and a wallet

[Doctor 1:]
A wallet?

[Doctor 2:]
Yes

[Doctor 1:]
Any ID?

[Doctor 2:]
Yes, he has ID sir

[Doctor 1:]
What's his name?

[Doctor 2:]
First name Hip. Last name Hop

[Doctor 1:]
We're losing him!
Clear! (sound of a defibrillator)
Clear! (sound of a defibrillator)

 

[fox69]

"It Feels Good As A MF"

"It Feels Good As A MF"


[Intro:]
If it's that new shit
If it's that true shit
You gettin' it from the LA Lakers
Just incredible
Yeah
DJ sour milk
Little drop tho
I just wanna get out the life y'know
My niggas wanna, they wanna blow up fire
Sell drugs, doing the liquid shit
I'm just tryin' to get out the life
That shit ain't nothing for me man
I'm a rapper, I'm a MC
I want all my niggas of my crew get out the life too y'know
If anybody in my crew is fucking with the life
Than share my light with me
I want them to get out, follow their dreams
[Chorus:]
Ah, Yeah, I feel good as a motherfucker
I came up I'm still hood as a motherfucker
Said I wouldn't make it, I'm kickin'
And your baby mama wanna get naked and let me take her
I should, I'm a motherfucker
[Verse:]
Uh, I'm in a place nigga sprayed to be
Mercedes-B S63 AMG
I call my mama on cell, I'm like, ask me
You raise the G, I owe you everything A to Z
From aimless to Zachariah you ride biblical
Pray that your son will survive and not die criminal
I got it all from you, my high spiritude
Thankful for the little things
While others desire miracles
Worked like a slave, to get what a king got
I'm 'bout to drop industry giants with one sling shot
Until the time run out on my G shock
'Til I'm walking with God like Enok I'm a let the beat rock
When I'm on my death bed, I'm a wreck rhymes
'Til the machines beeping my vital signs, flat line
Long as I live as a real nigga, that's fine
Some people got loftier goals, well that's mine
Yeah, we barge in Vegas, party in Miami
Rock stages in New York, me and my fucking family
Spit on Eminem's album, my almost wanted grammy
Plus he got me panty, so that song was a double whammy
For you to understand me, you gotta look it where I took it
I got artist sayin', I'm fill in up for the cooking
That's when an underground rapper don't blow up over night
But he's in it for the fight, duck his head, throw the life
I was sluggin' in the ring, blood dripping out of my mouth
'Til I knocked failure down for the count
And now I can inspire you,
I can finally shit on my name sayers
But I out grew the desire to
Yeah, I out grew the desire to
Calms in her rail, I think I'll hire you
Yeah, come work for a nigga man
It's gonna be all good tho
Straight up dog, to be in this position
I feel good as a motherfucker
I feel good as a motherfucker
For real man
Nigga grew up fucked up, you know homeless, sleeping in the park
Not knowing where my next meal coming from
I mean, walking inside a fucking grocery store stealing dinner
Running trucks into the front windows of pire shops
Stealing everything they had in that motherfucker you know
Everybody got a story
You probably heard this one before but you know
I could only be tho y'know
I can't tell nobody else story to entertain niggas
I just got to be me
I can, I can call my mama right now nigga
And she be sayin'
I need this, I need that
And I can give it to her my nigga
That feel good to me
'Cause I came a long fucking way
Came a long way
I'm just keeping in for it with you niggas out there
I feel good as a motherfucker

 

[fox69]

"It's More Than Music"

"It's More Than Music"


Ahhaahhaaaaa
Whoa
Yeah Crooked
Lalalalala What Up?
It's you boy, yeah
Rollercoaster rims I see you
[?]
Where we at on this one?
Hold On...
Yeah, Crooked got ears like DJ Premier's
He came in here just to replace the queers
My heat waves for fear
My clique is so deep
We roll out cause traffic on the freeway for years
If we changing gears, getting' ghost on suckas
Paint a picture for the bread, draw toast on fuckas
Most won't touch us, both coasts love us
Me and my south niggaz cause grown folk ruckus
Man, mofuck 'em all
With this big glock
You can see a trick shot as if you was in Rocker Park
I'm a thug in the heart
Drama on my momma, niggaz love when it start
Damn slugs in the spar
Just do your dog with a chopper after gasoline vodka
The condition we leave you in is gonna puzzle the doctors
My hustle is proper, I'm trouble for coppers
The slug will drop ya quick, for tryin' to fuck with a mobsta
These niggaz can't squad but thank god
I keep a 38 ride, that'll blow you to cape [?]
It ain't odd that my money bank wire look like I done a bank job
With my sunny state squad
Crooked move out in convertible impalas
Pistols under the Pistons reversible Ben Wallace
No bullshittin' my purpose is big wallets
Sippin' purpose herb cause it's perfect with hypnotic
I told you niggaz I was coming for your ass, and I'm here now
Watch out a real nigga do shit, I got my own Record Label and them suckas is
in fear now, It's more than music

 

[fox69]

"Kane Street"
(feat. The Visionary and The Architect, DJ Manipulator & Louie Gonz, Toon)

"Kane Street"
(feat. The Visionary and The Architect, DJ Manipulator & Louie Gonz, Toon)



[Toon:]
Back to life, back to reality
Living my life, cruising down Kane Street
How you want it when you want it I'm a smooth operator
Time is of the essence and I won't keep you waiting
Something's got me so excited
Your presence gets me so delighted
Back to life, back to reality
Living my life, cruising down Kane Street

[Kxng Crooked:]
Everywhere I go I spit impeccable flow I
I'm so high on your top twenty list and you know I
As soon as you put my skill in question an insurrection is interception
Kiss the rectum with lip injections
Fake niggas play grave diggers them niggas resting
With imperfection and misdirection
Coming in this direction
Cross me and get hit like six pedestrians
Walking across a busy intersection
Bitch I'm flexing
Friday the 13th walking down Kane Street
I flame beats, I'm thinking until my brain bleeds
Knock them out at the Apollo
Damn I should have played Creed
Heavyweight we ain't the same breed
You assholes, this is a different plateau isn't that so?
Get the cash flow with the rap flow
Light my cigar like Mr Castro
I'm futuristic dog bitch I'm Astro

[Toon:]
Back to life, back to reality
Living my life, cruising down Kane Street
How you want it when you want it I'm a smooth operator
Time is of the essence and I won't keep you waiting
Something's got me so excited
Your presence gets me so delighted
Back to life, back to reality
Living my life, cruising down Kane Street

[Louis Gonz:]
Me and you aren't the same nigga
Charge it to the game nigga
Better stay in your lane nigga
In the streets everybody call me Kane nigga
And all the hoes call me big daddy
All the hoes call me big daddy
All the hoes call me big daddy
Too smooth like a mutha-fucking cream Caddy

[Atlas Jenkins:]
These funny rappers is really just dummy actors
I'm back and I’m body-slamming and smashing you muddy maggots
Commence to slappin and bodybaggin you bastards
Commit suicide, I'll gladly thank you assholes
Y'all dudes higher than a dick running comedian sucking helium
Rubbing it out, pissed off cause she ain't feeling it
Y’all on some Louis CK shit, fapping ya dick while I rap
Ya sister slapboxing her clit quick
Hotbox toasty
But looking mostly like a dead coyote rocking Guy Fieri’s goatee
(Eww! That’s roast beef!)
I’m coked out on Kane Street
Doing jazzercise in hammer pants
Albino avalanche, whipping a stolen ambulance

[Toon:]
Back to life, back to reality
Living my life, cruising down Kane Street
How you want it when you want it I'm a smooth operator
Time is of the essence and I won't keep you waiting
Something's got me so excited
Your presence gets me so delighted
Back to life, back to reality
Living my life, cruising down Kane Street

[SitoCrazy:]
Culebra culebra siempre buscando mi cena
Yo usando mi lengua como so fuera una antenna
Yo le hablo al cielo pero tambien las estreyas
Gratitude for my blessings
Porque si vale la pena
Toma

[Toon:]
Back to life, back to reality
Living my life, cruising down Kane Street
How you want it when you want it I'm a smooth operator
Time is of the essence and I won't keep you waiting
Something's got me so excited
Your presence gets me so delighted
Back to life, back to reality
Living my life, cruising down Kane Street

 

[fox69]

"Know Thy Self"

"Know Thy Self"


Some things will come to you. They're those of you who are in this business because you met somebody that knew somebody, or you had a good friend. That part came to you, but the success will not come to you. Some things you gotta take, but the people who are ready to work, the people who are ready to grind and kill the?
All the haters, you're just laser-focused, like you don't even hear them
Yeah
They want you down on your luck, they want your back against the wall
They don't want you to know the real, cause really you can have it all
I know you goin' through some rain now, it's the storm before the calm
But if you work through your pain now, you can hold the world in your palm
You got higher your esteem, put some stock on your self worth
Before you could live out your dreams, you gotta sell yourself on yourself first
You a king, you a queen
You a teacher, you a leader
You should be who you should be
I'm just a real nigga and a thinker
Become who you really are, cause baby you're a star, cause baby you're a star
Become who you really are, cause baby you're a star, cause baby you're a star
Why you changed your name to KXNG CROOKED? Haters always trying to tear you down
I got a mind full of jewels, so Imma always wear a crown
I'm just tryna get some jewels back, like the ones in my necklace I'm wearing now
My words come from my stomach man, if you listen close you can hear it growl
Somebody told you, you'll never make it
They born haters, they don't wanna do it
Turn a blind eye to your nay sayers
And you can do it, Stevie Wonder knew it
Cause you a king, you a queen
You a leader, you a teacher
You should be who you should be
I'm just a real nigga and a thinker
Become who you really are, cause baby you're a star, cause baby you're a star
Become who you really are, cause baby you're a star, cause baby you're a star
I'm just trying to show you how hungry I am
How committed I am, the winning, believing, achieving and reaching for any goal I wanna reach it, nobody could possibly stop me, I can be whatever I want to
Become who you really are, cause baby you're a star, cause baby you're a star
I can be whatever I want to
Become who you really are, cause baby you're a star, cause baby you're a star
I can be whatever I want to
And you can be whatever you want to, listen, you can be whatever you want to
I got a message in a bottle, open and read it and said
Become who you really are, cause baby you're a star, cause baby you're a star
It ain't over till' it's over, the fat lady ain't said shit
I got a 45 colt, she start singing, she a dead bitch
It ain't over till' it's over, the fat lady ain't said shit
I got a 45 colt, she start singing, she a dead bitch