Crooked I - Just the King - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1: Crooked I] Crooked sharp as a free mason Freestyling for my G nation If you ain't saying free Tray Dee you free basin' I'm cheese chasin' and I'm erasin' These wack mcs racing away from me as if they seen Jason Ribs are touching I'm an animal, end of discussion A rap cannibal, spitting is nothing And I'm eating like I got a mechanical mandible Picture a glutton Sick to the stomach from chewing niggas I'm hunting The smorgasbord is gorgeous Tell me how the hell can you ignore this artist Proud as hell to be out of your orbit Cowards fell short to metaphors harder than rigamortis 'Bout hard as the outer shell of a tortoise Welcome to the Eastside playground Pistols get off and bust soon as visitors get off the Greyhound My clique is deep as the 808 bass sound It ain't now way you haters ain't getting layed down Fill up clips, niggas get hit up quick Then what, we ain't send up split Since you are what you eat, eat a dick up prick Zip up lips and watch this former stick-up kid rip up shit X marks the spot, the hardtop XK X marks when I'm in that parking lot I'm hard to stop Leather bomber, hoodie outlined in arctic fox I think outside of the largest box Therefore through my positive actions I draw positivity back to me That's the law of attraction (ayy) Whatever's in motion it tends to move further So I keep it moving on haters, that's the law of inertia Don't make me teach you about the law of revenge Merc you and all your friends then call it a binge Put the sawed off in the wind You can tell the officer I sped off in a Benz With the awesomest rims Clean your shades, see the image of a boss in your lens Yeah a boss let the raw shit begin When I drop my album it's off with your chin This is for my real niggas locked in the pen
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