King Los

[fox69]

"King"
(feat. Puff Daddy & Mark Battles)
("God, Money, War" Version)

"King"
(feat. Puff Daddy & Mark Battles)
("God, Money, War" Version)



[Diddy:]
I ain't come around here to look all cool
I already am cool
I'm here to do the motherfucking show
That's what I love to do
Ain't nobody safe
Are you ready?
Can you dig it?

[King Los:]
They say I been the best on the low huh
Why he's so underrated, that's been your question before huh
I was destined to get my shining on
My whole future dipped in gold and covered in diamond stones
Stop the music, that's reckless
Especially how niggas lose they future to a necklace
Adidas suit flier than shell toes
Maneuver in the coupe, the roof by my elbows
Niggas wanna be me, bitches wanna date me
Young black and rich so the whole world hate me
But my city like a warzone, block like a Navy
So sleep on a nigga, get you rocked like a baby
I'm the itty bitty nigga with the big dreams
I don't go 50/50 with you 'less it's big cream
They say the small things in life that could flip things
And me and your girl got a thing, ain't no big thing
Sickest nigga living, stick 'em in them
Ditches run up on me if you into stitches
It's just intuition, intermission
Never cause I'm clever, niggas into wishin'
Wish a nigga would, wish him well
He'll need intervention due to inhibition and addition
Of when you get in the vision of a hyper spiteful delightful rival with sniper rifles
I'm twice as nice as Bible recitals minus the title
The Eiffel tower, your idol, the highest title, the vital
Not to mention the chosen, flow so cold these scriptures is cryogenically frozen
I am serious period, whatever pyramid that my identity goes in
Let it be known
I wrote this in hieroglyphics, I'm here to be throned
I hope you cowards can dig it, I'm heir to the throne
Behold the powerful gift that I share in the song
Just don't stare at me wrong
Yeah I'm house hunting, looking to house something
I change the subject, you ain't about nothing
This ain't about stunting, but I'm a rich nigga
Rich on the inside, yeah that's a big bigger
I would've sit with you, but this the cool table
Oh yeah your girl 8 balls without a pool table
And y'all can't floss without a shoe label
And yeah we move cane to make the moves able
Hold up, flash back, it was me and C
He told me how to cook the dope, told me be a G
You tryna get up in the door, got to see a key
Now nigga we in the house like a B&E
My nigga Marty held us down, we was CMB
No Nino, no G money, just the G in me
So when you see the block click yeah you see the streets
They the NWA to my Eazy E, hold up
You see we're flexing through cleaner
Groupies sweating the king, Gucci sweats in the beamer
Gucci links on my neck, herringbone with the Nefertiti piece
With the diamonds, and rubies out of the freezer
Uh, my nautical column starts from sharpest decreasing
Creases the thought of a dollar sparks interest
Though we never had interest in college talks
We still tryna bring that drop out, look how I walk
I'm a hustler

[Mark Battles:]
Hey Los bro give me a beat
I make something out of nothing, used to live in the street
Tryna ménage with mills like Nicki and Meek
Our precision with division till the mission complete
Two vixens a week, been discrete so she hope it's a fling
Wide asleep, I'm too focused to dream
Doing shots, I don't notice a thing
Eyes drop when I float to the scene
So much swag yeah the boy he turned Los to a king
That's my nigga for life, I need five for a show and I ain't dropping a price
To me these niggas light, I don't feed into hype
If you got it and I want it I'll see you tonight right
I'll flat line em like a hyphen
I don't need to write this, off the head like ISIS
Ten for my likeness, two hundred for the Nikes
She tryna be my wifey, these hoes don't excite me...

 

[fox69]

"King Los"
(feat. Lola Monroe)

"King Los"
(feat. Lola Monroe)



[Hook:]
King los, king los, bow down, kiss a nigga rings ho
Been knocked down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though
I thank the lord every breath I take
Every step I make, I'm going on for this song, nigga wishing that's my fate
That's why I go go way too hard, they say I go go way too hard, go go way too hard

[Verse 1:]
Yo, rap on shit nobody go hard, I don't need nobody
I body whole squads
I bury niggas on the dark side of the moon
Till the sun come up and throw a party on mars
I'm outta this world outta my mind, stuck at the bottom thinking
How do I climb, how do I climb?, Fuck I sound to get up I turn this bitch upside down
Cause I get down to get up, sit down do sit ups
Sit up do push ups push ups to lay back
So I make money do cruches
So you hate my guts when I pull up the maybach
Honey said she ain't never seen a guy thorough
So I got it on strength like a bicep curl
Hopeed out the pussy like I gotta murk it out
Sorry baby girl, itll never work out get it?
Snapback, custom made fitted's
Shitted on ever spectator every critic midgets never seen one quite fly
You a pint size guy to a giant like guy, digits
I throw them in the bank
Bitches planking on the dick like they throwing in the anchor, her, er, and you too
It ain't all about the rappers

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
They'll never make another me
I don't even need half of me to make another you
I'm coming for number one so shitting on niggas is the only way you ever see me taking number 2
I'm back like vertabrae
Nigga stop fronting, you ain't even really got the guts for this
Better man up nigga, I'm a tand up nigga
Back rosa parks woulda got up for this, cause I get down to get up
Never put the pen down to give up
Now a nigga pin down the pin up it feel like I been up
And ya'll niggas stuggling so when I pull up I betta feel like a chin up
Down, then up, down again and I'm so nice I put down the pen
Think you wanna battle, you wanna say yes
Don't push up if you don't wanna play chess get it?
Wear air j's ever digit and I'm the rap game
Los destorying ever nigga don't knock on a door when ya boy in the kitchen probably mention
I'm something and the rock ain't cooking
Ski mask in the booth over the cops ain't looking
Tell me God ain't smiling nigga spot ain't took it
My pa staying proud these niggas stay lying
I was born in the jungle man these niggas ain't lions

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lola Monroe]
Queen bosset cause I run shit I stay dumb slick fly tell a bum tich bye
Wanna come trick, why, you ain't built like that
You gonna fuck and get killed like that
Ole back of the race looking bitch ole wack ass drag in the face looking bitch
Ole half ass
No swag having ass
Ho ass slow ass
Last of the apes looking bitch
You're styled played out like manolo boots
We taking headshots welcome to the photoshoot
I'll wipe this bitch! Who hype this bitch?
Make me put a ho down like mike vick pit
Betcha life get hit like a 10 car crash
You don't really want it though send me all trash I'm from garfield
Where they known to skill all rats
And ride of white boy like kim kardash
Get it?
Christian Louboutins when I pivot
It's so gross how you broke bitches in a civic I did it
I'm good shit, the hoods big ticket
Get off my lolipop if you ain't gonna lick it
I'm wicked, ya money like beckham let's kick it, know of ya'll bitches wanna step in my district
Say I ain't the truth and these bitches ain't lying!
I was born in the jungle these bitvhes ain't lions
I'm queen roe, queen roe

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Knock Me Down Freetyle"

"Knock Me Down Freetyle"


Can I get a Woosah please?
Though I'm cooler than a poolside breeze
They make me get so oog-a-lee
When they acting like the truth not me
Let me show these niggas who I be
I'm the new Ali, the future Jay go Los, you
Kobe, shoot your jay like Swiss, I'm Swiss, I'm switching modes
Diss these chicks to get this dough, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick for sure
Schizophrenic with the flow, been busting rhymes since Busta's rhyme
Let me bust this rhyme trying to get some more
Baby sip this more, hit this Chris with this piff, try this ex
Drink this lean, try this crack, yup my swag as high as that
Your favorite rapper, he's a joke, nigga, I don't even smoke
I knocked on hip hop's door, no one was home, I had to leave a note
Like bitch, I'm here, this my year, disappear, go get some skills
I'm smooth, I'm cool, I'm slick, I'm chill
I'm dope, I'm fresh, I'm sick, I'm ill
Nigga, rap is mines, it's like these rappers mimes 'cause they ain't saying shit
I'm a need to talk to these rappers' moms, what's on these rappers minds?
Why all these rappers lying? It's like a bunch of lies
All in these rappers lines, I leave these rappers schooled
Welcome to Swagger School and you ain't shit
Without the big whip and flashy jewels, I'm whatever's after cool
Then whatever's after that, I ain't on no funny shit
You the one I'm laughing at, L-O-L, O-M-G, your jealousy is showing me
That you could never grow to be as cold as me and vocally
My potency's Metallica, you Jodeci, pussy nigga ovaries, who over me?
I oversee from the U.S. to overseas and back again, platinum certified
I murder guys then burglarize from Swaggerville
Mass appeal, black Chevy, classic grill, black desey, bastard chill
You bugging the master still, you sucker get clapped for real
Now clap for real, applaud the King, I'm trying to bring my squad a ring
You Carl Malone, long and gone, bitch I gets my balling on
Watch what name you calling on and that's just a principle
Or you gon' be in trouble like the principal just called ya home
Off the dome, pen or pad, iPhone it, Sidekick it
Write it in your Blackberry or ancient hieroglyphics
I kicks it doper, iller, lyrically Los a killer
And I done stomped the monkey shit outta most gorillas
'Cause they just baby apes, heart made of plastic
Like some Bathing Apes, figure deal me real is real, fake is fake
Niggas lied on me, bitches stepped on me
Cowards hated on me, Diddy slept on me, Diddy-Diddy slept on me
It could of broke my spirits, I could of broke down
But I'm a nightmare, I bet these bitches woke now
Or die dreaming, I being fly meaning
Can't fall 'cause I'm often sky walking, guys barking up the wrong tree
You can't one on one me, nigga, better zone me
Yeah, I kill at hype anger, I'm a life changer
And you so Ray J, you must like Danger
I tell these niggas that it's worse for the K
I just murdered this shit like First 48 and I'm gone

 

[fox69]

"Light Up"

"Light Up"


I'm too great for good, too good for great
And if you the best, I'm better than you could debate
Uh... Accept it and acknowledge it
I schools niggas like a academic scholarship
Uh... Los the one the don't wanna mention though
Oh... no wonder they one-dimensional
So... Here's a bar you can rewind:
I bleed, grind, reach, climb
Preach rhyme, teach blind
Each line defines divine I decline sleep
Because I'm too up like a peace sign
Uh... Lord have mercy any boy adverse me
Can't afford to irk me, mothafucka I destroy you person'ly
Starin' at my city through the dark tints
I'm the only one can save 'em – Clark Kent
No disrespect to the Peter Parker's
But while y'all takin' pictures, I'd rather be the author
Uh... I feel the hate as I illustrate I'm iller
When I'm in the facilities I facilitate
Uh... Like a game winner I seal the fate
Uh... While the lame in ya conceals the fake
Yeah... I'm Pac size, Big Pop's vibe
I'm somewhere in front of the first four of the top five
Wow... that's trouble, you crazy
Naw nigga that's S-W-A-G
Uh... I write tight as an arthritis clutch
With the mind of an Einstein
Combined with the Midas touch
The slightest brush of my life will give you a priceless rush
I walked the dark side of the moon just to light it up

 

[fox69]

"Like Me"
(feat. Juicy J)

"Like Me"
(feat. Juicy J)



[Los:]
See a nigga like me?
I'm on my shit, I'm on my shit
See a nigga like you?
You on my dick, you on my dick
See a nigga like me?
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin'
Homie, I'm just gettin' to the paper
See a nigga like you?
Doin' a bunch of motherfuckin' frontin'
Otherwise known as a hater
Like me...
Glad I'm a nigga like me...
Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...
Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...
Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...

King - candy paint the gold drop
Hop out, chicks be all on my dick
Drop 'bout 50 large on my wrist
Rock it while I run a quick menage with your bitch
Hold up - roll up, watchin' bitches fuckin' the pole up
On the other hand, probably rubber banding my dough up
Slow up, I tell a bad bitch "pour up"
And we gon' get it crackin' as soon as she call a ho up
True, they ain't fuckin' with your broke ass
See these poor-ass niggas? You straight up out, low cash
Lookout, I'm a boss you a lookout
Paper plates on my grill like my car is a cookout
Took out a bunch of money, I'm a baller
Borrow you bitch and give her back, and niggas never call her
Call her a ho, she'll probably answer to it
Bands'll make her dance and she's probably dancing to it
Like work, work - shirt, skirt
All over the floor, man, I'm all over your whore
We all over the board, we scorin'
Jordans on the foreign, probably uniform, flight, bumpin' Lauren
You ain't doin' what I'm doin', I be on
I'm beyond all you niggas, I'm a king, you a pawn
You are pawning your rings cause I'm on
You arranging a storm, and the storm is coming, be warned, calm
De fuck down, punks jump up then get beat the fuck down
This beef's been cut down to the minimum, bend 'em up
A few million, nigga what? Bigger trust
Fast cars, my last bars out of this world like NASA
See a nigga like you?
Just mad cause I'm rappin' my ass off

See a nigga like me?
I'm on my shit, I'm on my shit
See a nigga like you?
You on my dick, you on my dick
See a nigga like me?
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin'
Homie, I'm just gettin' to the paper
See a nigga like you?
Doin' a bunch of motherfuckin' frontin'
Otherwise known as a hater
Like me...
Glad I'm a nigga like me...
Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...
Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...
Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...

[Juicy J:]
I get high every day - wake and bake
Get me high, bitch, get me elevated
Pop mea molly then I fuck her face
I just lit a hundred straight
All my trees be smokin' great
In a blunt or in a pape
You ain't talkin' cash, need to translate
You chick is part of my fanbase
Sippin' syrup -
Freaky bitch gon' make it work when she make it twerk
I'm in my car, I gotta swerve
Trying not to hit the fuckin' curb
These niggas think it's easy
I make that shit look easy
I seen a ho from TV
And I fucked a ho from TV
Smoke one when you see me
I hustle every season
Ballin' and I'm stuntin', ho
Call me Willie B, man
Got a fine bitch that be singin'
When I'm in the Lam', that's what she be fiendin'
Shut up all the talkin', ho, drink the semen
Gettin' money like Ross and I always stay schemin'
I could sell some water to a fire
In the mall parking lot, doin' doughnuts, burnin' Hummer tires
Nigga, get you some money
Quit tryna count mine
Ray Charles swag, I can count money blind

[Los:]
See a nigga like me?
I'm on my shit, I'm on my shit
See a nigga like you?
You on my dick, you on my dick
See a nigga like me?
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin'
Homie, I'm just gettin' to the paper
See a nigga like you?
Doin' a bunch of motherfuckin' frontin'
Otherwise known as a hater
Like me...
Glad I'm a nigga like me...
Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...
Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...
Me... glad I'm a nigga like me...

 

[fox69]

"Lil Black Boy"

"Lil Black Boy"


Say G (goo)
Say um, say T, say T (baby noise)
Yeah, say G (baby noise)
Say O (baby noise)
Say P (baby noise)
Say U (Baby noise)
Say me (me me)
Say baby (Me!)

You remind me of light trapped in light
You remind me of the sun just night after night
Yeah you remind me of life, how to smile when I'm down
How I grew up, my who, what, why's, when's, and how's
You remind me of style
You remind me to be me and you haven't had to remind me in a while
You remind me of that one thing I could never get the time enough
You give me an iller feeling than what this rhyming does
Your mind is gold, keep searching your mind and goal
Remind me of fire, make a diamond, admire coal
No pressure, just bring me excellence
Never sell out, and never settle for less than it
You remind me of answers
In the world where we lose solutions to cancers
You remind me of dancers cause you so well balanced, the world's spinning
But you could stay on your toes in the place that the thorough live in
Remind me of Earl Simmons, not ever king could be perfect
But you pray for everybody, any demon that surface
You remind me what worth is
And this whole world must be blind cause you remind me of perfect

Lil black boy
Lil black boy
The potential's in you
The potential's in you
Lil black boy

Why do we remind me of war?
I'm begging you for a second just free my body I'm sore
I'm soaring, I'm sorry, you saw me leaving out of the door
But when odds ain't even how evened out is the score
We remind me of missing space
Too much distance placed between hugs and kissing face
Yeah we remind me of failed cries
But what is pain, to wooden brains and nailed eyes
Earning love is learning losses
How could you plant seed and not return for harvest
We are missing concerning fathers
And that reminds me of burning crosses
Turning nauseous cause you remind me of me
Except I'm the new design, what are you designed to believe
Just tell me you're gonna stay, build a stage and perform
Take me by the hand when I'm lost and tell me a poem
Yeah tell me that story about the storm like how it rains
That's just angels that are crying to wash away our pains
Before I'm sour for all my days
Fuck the power and the praise, how could you not raise
This lil black boy

Lil black boy
Lil black boy
The potential's in you
The potential's in you
Lil black boy

 

[fox69]

"Live My Life"
(feat. Chevy Woods)

"Live My Life"
(feat. Chevy Woods)



[Bridge:]
Leave me alone
Let me just live my life

[Verse 1:]
Uh yea
I'm aggressive bout money fo sho
Leroy, I'm special, that wonderful glow
Ask how I get it, don't think you should know
You on some bullshit, you lease and we buyin them homes
That ocean view with the sand, I can buy it
Ask how we do it, we came from the bottom
They got the aim so it's no need to dial
They use them K's when it's really a problem
We getting to it, no secret or question
It's wartime, round my way that's section
16, he down fo hunting season
And he ain't got on that vest for no reason
Choppas fly, hit a best and his crib
It's wartime, yea we know what it is
Don't know the way that he livin his trife
We say "fuck him", just livin his life

[Hook:]
These niggas keep sayin that they wanna live my life
But they can't walk in my shoes
Gotta have you a plan
I was hustling too, I was the medicine man
These niggas keep sayin that they wanna live my life
But they can't walk in my shoes
Gotta keep one in the head
Keep that thing on yo side
Cus these niggas ain't playin

[Verse 2:]
Uh
Fish bowling in that 6 pound
I told that square nigga don't bring his bitch round
It ain't no game, I'm with yo chick now
She my Angry Bird, I just make er knock my bricks down
Yea that's some cold shit, we talk in codes bitch
In my new Chevy, bumpin Chevy oh shit
I say the feds can't control a piranha
I'm back of ramada bagging up bumping lola for lana
Or lola Madonna, things weren't that yola maniana
Let it bake to Anita, bake it and strove to the sauna
We umpire the base, catch it all in the mitten
And then we globetrotting, you know, balling and tricking
Yea we bout that business
Button yo shirts up to get yo purse up
So much purchase we need a merchant truck
Bad boy, all hail the name
We customizing that work, Taylor Gang

[Hook:]
These niggas keep sayin that they wanna live my life
But they can't walk in my shoes
Gotta have you a plan
I was hustling too, I was the medicine man
These niggas keep sayin that they wanna live my life
But they can't walk in my shoes
Gotta keep one in the head
Keep that thing on yo side
Cus these niggas ain't playin

 

[fox69]

"Livin The Life"
(feat. Carmen)

"Livin The Life"
(feat. Carmen)



Ah, yeah, hey, yo, catch me in that cool grey
Coop no toupe
Cool grey jordans on nigga bumping cool jay
Blazes in my wrist watch jury so lupe
Swagging never duplicate fresher than a bouquet
I didn't told them about the
That's something that a fool say
Nigga I wear thousand dollar snickers on a tuesday
Cleaner with fly day, driving like a sunday
Bring the
To the city dropping like a monday
Shout out to my haters, know I had to thank you
Only made me mess that everything they said I can't do
My pain, the rain that I came to
So I paint the picture and I go hard in a
Ain't nobody guarding me, they scared of the best
I'm a speaker from the heart like your ear's to my chest
I'm here in the flesh, nightmare wake me out of my bed
I pray my niggas make it out of the fence so
We living the life, bright lights fancy cars
Everything money can buy
We living the life
Came up from the bottom and we took a walk across the sky
We ain't never coming down
Oh, oh, baby it's all so crazy
It feel so good and we still so hood
But everybody know we living the life
I don't know how I feel no more
I feel like real life ain't real no more
Chill no more
Niggas bring you down, don't nobody build no more
Rap
Don't nobody value skill no more
So you ain't gotta be nice to get a deal no more
So I'm back to where I be on, 500 tea on
Stacking bread macking
My girl do red bottom, louis vuitton queen
You might do it but we do it like we do it on screen
I'm talking mars splashes, explosion far fashion
In lust with life cause love you fall back in
Ah, life's a bitch but she bitter sweet
Eve
The apple so my niggas had to hit the streets
Nightmare wake me out of my bed
I pray my niggas make it out of the fence so
We living the life, bright lights fancy cars
Everything money can buy
We living the life
Came up from the bottom and we took a walk across the sky
We ain't never coming down
Oh, oh, baby it's all so crazy
It feel so good and we still so hood
But everybody know we living the life
We living the life, bright lights fancy cars
Everything money can buy
We living the life
Came up from the bottom and we took a walk across the sky
We ain't never coming down
Oh, oh, baby it's all so crazy
It feel so good and we still so hood
But everybody know we living the life

 

[fox69]

"Living My Dreams"

"Living My Dreams"


Nothin could stop you no1 could break you
Nothing could block you
And no1 could take you outta your zone
So when they ask you why you sleepin with your eyes wide open
Ya tell em baby I'm livin my dreams

Now that I'm here I hear nothing but talk
Let's get this clear it's nothin but heart I fear nothin but God
Wait it gets worse it was rough it was tough I suffered my loss
Far from a sucka no lucka no odds I'm hustlin hard
No matter how you shuffle my cards or cut up my dodge
Thatd be so fuckin mirage no duckin I'm charged up
And I'm pumped I pissed on the moon and took a dump on the stars
Yea my shits outta this world how they gon fuck with my bars
My bumps and my scars my bruises my cuts refuse to get fucked
Defusin my past uses my gas fuelin me up defusion of such
Confusion is just no illusion of beautiful rust
That proves it's never losin it's touch whattt
You a fox lookin shook in Jurassic park
And I'm a box full of books in a attic smart
So tell a friend I put the "cool? " in intelligent
Biggest thing in the room I wouldn't move for an elephant

Nothin could stop you no1 could break you
Nothing could block you
And no1 could take you outta your zone
So when they ask you why you sleepin with your eyes wide open
Ya tell em baby I'm livin my dreams

6 years ago I signed a record deal with puffy combs
I told my city pop em bottles off I'm comin home
They see me fail so I hope everybody watchin this
Jordan said a champion only good as the shots he miss
So fuck it I'm set it's nothin but net
Fuckers r pressed nothin is pressure
Bitch double them bets I double the best
I triple quadruple quintuple the rest
Discussions get hushed in my presence
And picked up when I left, right, what's up
You down when I slide up you gon move down
All my niggas ride up we gon cool down
Oh, no problem we cool now
Drop top summer hot with the roof down
Hop out with my bop n my new crown
I'm the hot topic you will not stop it
So it ain't really shit I gotta prove now
Oo wow that's gon hurt that's my new style
That's gon work that's gon merk like
1, 2, 3, 4, all of ya'll 5, 6, 7, 8,
Big shout outs to baltimore
9, 10 when you see me goin in

Nothin could stop you no1 could break you
Nothing could block you and no1 could take you outta your zone
So when they ask you why you sleepin with your eyes wide open
Ya tell em baby I'm livin my dreams

 

[fox69]

"Look At Me Now Freestyle"

"Look At Me Now Freestyle"


Umm haha ey yo Hecta I'm just gunna play with this one
You feel me no homo (legooo)
Haha it's to easy nigga
Los

I got a phone call from the moon like let's be honest out this bitch
Boy I been shining my whole life but you just blinding out this bitch
Then the sun got on the phone and got all modest out this bitch
Like "look los I don't want no problems, you the hottest out this bitch"
Superman sent me a txt like "you the flyest out this bitch"
I ordered HBO jus to catch all the wires out this bitch
Got a letter that said quit from all the liars out this bitch
But then a email from the truth said fuck them liars out this bitch
Every bar I spit be way over your head about this bitch
Spiderman said "boy you all over the web about this bitch"
Put blue ribbons round your casket 'bout my bread about this bitch
I think my penpal is my pencil I got led up out this bitch
Take your bitch up out this bitch then put her bitch on top your bitch
Then give your bitch back cause u bitch and plus my bitch could top your bitch
Yea I reps that baltimore and I'm so proud I'm out this bitch
I think I'm better than you square cause I'm a problem out this bitch

(Look at me now)
Hey it ain't over baby look I'm goin' back in, um okay

Last night Lola kissed me told me I'm the greatest
She said fuck em baby fuck 'em, jus' go Kobe on them haters
So I went 24′s on the drop Chevy
Yellow paint purple guts niggas not ready
I kill every hater I spot in the room
Then go fill every crater they got on the moon
Cause I feel I'm the greatest they gotta assume
That I'm bout to go, Carmelo, D-Wade, Kobe, Mike
Man I'm like the old Mike when I go to flight
And I'm like Mike Jack with a show tonight
In other words This Is It you've been notified
Listen to this put your list in this order like
Los Los Los Los Los Los Los
Cause I spit like a nigga with a lisp and an overbite
Fuck you think I murder sumthin'
Bitch I'm from the murder home
Where they keep a eagle in a shotgun
Like Mike Vick on 3rd and long
Man I think they heard it wrong
All that bullshit turn me on
Man fuck that DJ turn it up
Like a nigga from the A-town burn it up
Oh p-ssay fuck ass lame ass nigga
Mad he can't fuck my dame ass nigga
Where dey do that no dame ass nigga
Deep down really mad cause he ain't that nigga
Gotta a lil fame I chain that nigga
Send the KKK to come hang that nigga
Now it's 3 niggas in your hood with hoods
Cause the crown ain't safe in the hood what's good