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king shit - edward lillie lyrics

(verse 1)
people stay k!llin’ for capital
but i k!ll flows that are radical
that left, right, center, and the manual
on an automatic shootin’ shrapnel
conserve your bullets, shootin’ back now
but we keep it pushin’
bring the smackdown!
close the hand, bring a fist round
for the first round, manny pacquiao
pac*man, way i pop pills
i’m p*ssed now
take a p*ss test
just to prove how*
p*ssed off a f*cking king is in a peer crowd
full of peasants
how am i this good with a pen now?
percy jackson, finna get loud
sea of monsters, not the “it” crowd
like aphrodite, take a hit now
at that body*ody of that b*tch now
so fine for what?
take this d*ck now*
baby momma for the kids now
fourteen up in cribs now
mtv with the right sound
cause e3 boutta get loud
that hades gonna get down
that cypher lеak, imma slow down
this god talk with the king crown
better stop now for thе dog hounds
cerberus gettin’ head now
three b*tches gettin’ dogstyled
no snoop lion, tell the truth now
i am the law
go back down
this the sh*t you dread now
for ten to twelve
or the lifestyle
the truth is, you never back down
don’t pick the fights you can’t win now
eyes wide with the high brow
you did try my time now
ain’t do it right, say “bye” now
cause their eyes on the right sound
with the type of lines make you go “wow”
(interlude: owen wilson)
oh wow, thank you for that

(verse 2)
back on my king sh*t like geedorah
starin at you, mona lisa
with a bad b*tch from ibiza
leanin’ on me and my piza
stabbin’ her back like i’m caesar
go ahead, name me your leader
cause i’m doin’ all with no feature
ain’t toss the dough for no reason
for the same fact that y’all cheesin’
pep talk for the season
y’all benchwarmers for the g sh*t
y’all bet i won’t gon’ be sh*t
but i hope y’all believe this
rhyme slow for the seasick
all them other hoes just seek d*ck
need drums with a bleak kick
cause my flows quick
with a misdemeanor
and i go ‘swish’ at a buzzer beater
bring your b*tch, i’d be pleased to meet her
dinner table, down in pasadena
so you pass her down, so i can eat between her
you needed style, so i’m the teacher
eating out and fire features
haha, yeah*
god amongst men
and i know it now
with a cash flow of a hundred cows
cause the bounty big
imma wipe it down
you paper thin, i’m a paper towel
i’m the kingpin, you playin’ loud
in a new whip, that i’m rollin’ round
new b*tch, that’s goin’ down
down to the strip, to see the crowd
yeah

- edward lillie lyrics

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