Fun
(专辑: Valley Of The KXNGS - 2016)
Okay, bust a
freestyle, all right hold up, I
say... I
come through in a
white jacket in an African snapback Niggas sleep on me like a
cat nap Till I
put them cats in a
napsack (zip 'em up) Flap jack, that mean we put the
crack in the
pan for cake Now we trapping with ASCAP No more trafficking that pack putting crack in the
ass crack We was running with them rocks like Joey Chasing Drake fans in a
hatchback Now its extravagant rapping hazardous HAZMAT And treating our history like Cam Newton we scrambling past that Yeah, I
bring the
heavens down to show you frail as fuck This Bizarro world now 'cause what the
hell is up? If you hella suck I'ma shell him up Take you down with eagles and choppers like a
flock of birds landing on top of a
helicopter And got the
propeller stuck It's poultry salad When you yelling "He won't even let us duck!" Rock paper scissors I
go hard when the
check is cut You cocksuckers could tell us what? You so busy inhaling nut you could spit on a
sperm bank and help impregnate seven sluts Meanwhile I
pull the
Mac out and blow your back out See that was a
90's bar The
era of Jerry Stackhouse This the
Lebron Curry era I'm going the
Mike Jack route, when he was bleaching his skin 'Cause for the
cream, I'm ready to black out Speaking of bleach You should sit in them old bleachers while we reaching our goals, we goal reachers that's on Jesus with no preachers These assholes are so scared to face, the
ski mask flow Why you think half my songs ain't got no features? They shook to death Like one song their life is over Like the
days of million dollar videos they hype is over Like, "Peace nice to know ya!" My iron mic persona split the
wigs of dons and kings and fuck that fight promoter I
saw you endorsing Trump, sell-out I'm eating chicken and lasagna (why's that?) Why chicken and lasagna? 'Cause when I
hit you with the
llama You was sitting in the
front room, and landed in the
kitchen with your Mama, who was cooking chicken and lasagna I
eat your food nigga, with a
crazy I'll scheme Navy Seal team, I
sit you with Osama Shadyville King bitch I'm with the
drama I
ain't with all them silly rhymes I'm into loading a
Mac milli a
million times I'm into spitting a
gazillion lines about the
different times I
committed crimes I'm into being a
menace I'm into finishing innocent lyricists Even if that nigga is in his prime I'm into showing that nigga the
finish line I'm into getting up into his mind With the
illest sentences invented from the
realest lyricist still living a
living legend I'm still getting mine On this independent grind, COB!