
Lyrics
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Intro: King Blitz
Uh
Chorus: King Blitz
You ain't make sense to him, really ain't impressive
With all the stunts choppin' I'm the cheffer I flick the wrist
You see me cookin' straight on everything
Paranoid they be crooked you don't want the statics
Heard the statics, (Damn, took it)
But older I am try to hit 'em with the scene go
Heard that life a bitch you 'bout to hit 'em with the DeepStroke
Rap is a Suge Knight [?] (Kingdom)
Can't believe you really tried to hit me with the keepstrokes
Verse 1: King Blitz
Hol' up, hol' up
Black man who me? Pac-Man
See the sign like Batman (Facts)
Kingdom like, "What's happening"?
When I'm on the mic
Better know that I got the words
To fit and damage better come with the savage
Who can manage? Listen jammin'
Why you jammin' at this? (Why)
Break the lyrics at a business I ain't balancin' this
In my zone they call me, "Blitz"
On my matter with this (Facts)
You gon' need the prescription to feel
Limited to this shit composition from a rapper who real
Wanna be in the game
But don't wanna practice the drills
You lackin' the skills
All I see is dead guys
Feel like Jack I'm in this thrill (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
I gotta get it homie I'm motivated
Spit in these lyrics with the quickness on me
It's no debatin' I'm gonna make it
You ain't at a table unless you waitin'
You haters ain't even in my rotation
Know this shit simply amazing, yeah look alive bro
We killin' this shit, killin' this shit, gotta do the chord
Yeah tell 'em I did (Tell 'em) they tried to stop it
Chorus: King Blitz
You ain't make sense to him, really ain't impressive
With all the stunts choppin' I'm the cheffer I flick the wrist
You see me cookin' straight on everything
Paranoid they be crooked you don't want the statics
Heard the statics, (Damn, took it)
But older I am try to hit 'em with the scene go
Heard that life a bitch you 'bout to hit 'em with the DeepStroke
Rap is a Suge night [?] (Kingdom)
Can't believe you really tried to hit me with the keepstrokes
Verse 2: Elijah Kyle
Look let me tell you something different 'bout us, (Yeah)
Don't complain when I'm not on cyphers I just work harder (Yeah)
At top being the is buzzin' bitch I'm all in your feet
So don't act stupid when you ask, "Who our feature"?
Let me proceed it to explain
You haven't listened to our music stupid bitch
I'm not collabing with your single tight movement
They don't want the kid who's drowning kept the flows
See numbers movin' up the charts keep stand and cry
Let the music speak for me bro
ATL and 508 unloaded on this beat
Hoe these bitches wilding phone on silent
Like Carmela on the Whip got no rings
People always motherfucking hatin' for the nose bleeds
'Til they get hit in the motherfucking lost beat
Euro step and switch directions
Left the right applying pressure
Shining with these Bred Eleven's on my feet yeah
You're talkin' the most
But still the brokest
Talk is cheap aye, (It's cheap)
Yeah we heard your top 5
Heard nobody tops you
And that's the saddest lie (Saddest lie)
It makes no sense 'cause I'm not top 3
And me and Blitz are top 2 top tier bracket
Keep praying we never cross you, (Yeah)
Look I can only lead you to the water (To the water)
End of the day you need to stand up on your room too
Course they know I'm still a guest
And fuckin' here applied, (Yeah)
But I have found Mia home too for real
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