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King Los

Stroke Of Genius

 

Stroke Of Genius

(альбом: The Crown Aint Safe - 2011)


[Talking: Los]
What's Good?
Wha-wha-wh-wha-what's good?
I'm what it is, not what it could've been
Crown ain't safe in the hood, what's good?

[Verse 1: Los]
Umm, pick a nigga better
I could have a picnic with your mothafucking top 5
If I ain't in it then it's 5 guys, straight 8 like 5 guys
Popeyes, hot fries, doing numbers in the street like hopscotch
I rock everything I'm on I be going hard
I be acting like a fool I be going off
I just bought the fucking top spot like I'm goin Paul
Umm, speaking of that ain't no top on my whip
While you popping your lips got your fox with no top
Giving top in my whip with a tropical beeeeitch
I handle hoes, you wife that freak broad
I could help you get your MAC right, I'm like the geek squad
I don't fuck with no weed though but I smoke a bumming bitch
Got them starbucks in my pocket that's that mocha on that swiss
Los the dopest hoes be focused on the glow that's on his wrist
If your chick in here make her disapear and put the hocus pocus on your bitch
Pull a rabbit out a hat and make a habit out of that
That's magic, voila, but your bitch gone that's tragic, nada
You want no friction, that's static
I get my grip on this automatic and it's buhbye
My saliva like lava
Bring the drama to you like Obama did Osama
Whole summer be a Los Summer, you don't believe it
You can call my bluff heres a motherfucking phone number nigga (ahhh)

[Hook:]
Whenever, you better, you better, do better
If ever, you never, too clever, whoever
You ever, you better move, now
If you thinking, sit down
I'm a stand up nigga, but I came to get down
And my game so deep I could make a bitch drown
I can take a bitch, take a bitch and bring a bitch down
You hopeless retardos, should quote this and borrow
I'm so ahead of rappers, I wrote this tomorrow
She catching feelings, cause I throw the penis
A little too good, she call it Stroke of Genius

[Verse 2: Los]
Umm, everybody saying I'm the best that ever
We could have a little meeting and get the best together
They can invest in the best and protect each other
Because I'm coming at they mothafucking necks forever
I been over here screaming out "next" forever
Doing shit that these niggas in the flesh could never
Bout to get your favorite rapper and put to rest forever
I'm talking three plus three feet, deep sleep, see sheep
Beep Beep, nigga get the fuck out the way, I'm driving a mac truck
With too many shots of vodka in me, and I'm swerving
In other words stay the fuck out my way
I catch a nigga in my mothafucking lane, and I'm a serve 'em
Then it's curtains, nigga so soft sleep and my flow so concrete
I just went off beat on purpose, cause I'm perfect
And you worthless, he don't even want this ass whipping
I fell from the top but I'm back again
So ask a friend, or tell a friend
That I'm bout to make these niggas irrelevant
If you go nuts, I go elephant
You go bananas, I go silverback
Y'all weak rappers need to stop and train
I stopped the train cause I killed the track
My sentences is dessert, like I'm in this bitch with syzzurp (syrup)
I'm cutting the fuck up like I just wrote this shit with scissors
Ha, I can't think of any more wizords (words)
Ha, but I'm a mothafucking wizard nigga

[Hook:]
Whenever, you better, you better, do better
If ever, you never, too clever, whoever
You ever, you better move, now
If you thinking, sit down
I'm a stand up nigga, but I came to get down
And my game so deep I could make a bitch drown
I can take a bitch, take a bitch and bring a bitch down
All those retardos, should quote this and borrow
I'm so ahead of rappers, I wrote this tomorrow
She catching feelings, cause I throw the penis
A little too good, she call it Stroke of Genius

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