Kingmobb on the beat
Finally coming into my own as an artist in multiple genres
How can you youngin's possibly stop this or top this
I'm top of the rungs of these young guns while I got your girl sitting pretty in this city with Her titties out topless
I do hella work in this city, I'm like a hot press
Buy-in' like a jerk for your girl, tell her to shop less
While we out for drinks she in a drop dress
And when she stares back at someone, you know she turning em into a hot mess
Cause I'm a guitarist, bassist and rap artist
The musics really where my heart is
So I'll be the one to start this
Revolution to impart bliss
On the younger generation so they don't end up jaded and straight up f*ckin heartless
Sometimes I spit rhymes of pure passion
Sometimes I spit rhymes so sharp my words leave gashes
Like from friction static burning into the atmosphere cause I'm spittin' spherical lyrical Ballistic madness
Actin like myself like I'm Alexander Skaarsgard
Bitch you just an ant so you can go and eat an aardvark
Flipping shit around in my depression themed theme park
Got some evil in my flow, in other words my f*cking themes dark
Cause when I blaze I always be smoking on that true piff
And when it comes right down to it
I can smoke more weed than you f*cks know what to do with
Can't always stay humble, my stature sky scraper tall
You bitches I just crumple like a f*ckin dry paper ball
What's truly amazing to me is the fact that half you can't even distinguish
These lyrical lines from other professional rappers linguistics
Thinking of a more poetic lyricist, you've never seen one
My words are like a f*cking venomous machine gun
Spitting multiple flows, in multiple ways, in multiple prose, that for multiple days
Gives you multiple moments, of exactly what I'm tryna show ya,
Got fools going crazy on my flow believing in fiction
Cut em down with my rhymes they gettin' uneven stitching
And if you don't think I'm the greatest then make a prediction
Who's gunna test their vernacular and spit with some f*ckin diction
Yeah I'm a Knight and I'm a prophet, but
Sometimes I act like I just f*ckin lost it
Not really one to cause shit
But if I hear that you've been near running your mouth
You'll find the f*ckin cost quick
And it ain't free. And it ain't cheap
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Kingmobb on the beat
Finally coming into my own as an artist in multiple genres
How can you youngin's possibly stop this or top this
I'm top of the rungs of these young guns while I got your girl sitting pretty in this city with Her titties out topless
I do hella work in this city, I'm like a hot press
Buy-in' like a jerk for your girl, tell her to shop less
While we out for drinks she in a drop dress
And when she stares back at someone, you know she turning em into a hot mess
Cause I'm a guitarist, bassist and rap artist
The musics really where my heart is
So I'll be the one to start this
Revolution to impart bliss
On the younger generation so they don't end up jaded and straight up f*ckin heartless
Sometimes I spit rhymes of pure passion
Sometimes I spit rhymes so sharp my words leave gashes
Like from friction static burning into the atmosphere cause I'm spittin' spherical lyrical Ballistic madness
Actin like myself like I'm Alexander Skaarsgard
Bitch you just an ant so you can go and eat an aardvark
Flipping shit around in my depression themed theme park
Got some evil in my flow, in other words my f*cking themes dark
Cause when I blaze I always be smoking on that true piff
And when it comes right down to it
I can smoke more weed than you f*cks know what to do with
Can't always stay humble, my stature sky scraper tall
You bitches I just crumple like a f*ckin dry paper ball
What's truly amazing to me is the fact that half you can't even distinguish
These lyrical lines from other professional rappers linguistics
Thinking of a more poetic lyricist, you've never seen one
My words are like a f*cking venomous machine gun
Spitting multiple flows, in multiple ways, in multiple prose, that for multiple days
Gives you multiple moments, of exactly what I'm tryna show ya,
Got fools going crazy on my flow believing in fiction
Cut em down with my rhymes they gettin' uneven stitching
And if you don't think I'm the greatest then make a prediction
Who's gunna test their vernacular and spit with some f*ckin diction
Yeah I'm a Knight and I'm a prophet, but
Sometimes I act like I just f*ckin lost it
Not really one to cause shit
But if I hear that you've been near running your mouth
You'll find the f*ckin cost quick
And it ain't free. And it ain't cheap
Finally coming into my own as an artist in multiple genres
How can you youngin's possibly stop this or top this
I'm top of the rungs of these young guns while I got your girl sitting pretty in this city with Her titties out topless
I do hella work in this city, I'm like a hot press
Buy-in' like a jerk for your girl, tell her to shop less
While we out for drinks she in a drop dress
And when she stares back at someone, you know she turning em into a hot mess
Cause I'm a guitarist, bassist and rap artist
The musics really where my heart is
So I'll be the one to start this
Revolution to impart bliss
On the younger generation so they don't end up jaded and straight up f*ckin heartless
Sometimes I spit rhymes of pure passion
Sometimes I spit rhymes so sharp my words leave gashes
Like from friction static burning into the atmosphere cause I'm spittin' spherical lyrical Ballistic madness
Actin like myself like I'm Alexander Skaarsgard
Bitch you just an ant so you can go and eat an aardvark
Flipping shit around in my depression themed theme park
Got some evil in my flow, in other words my f*cking themes dark
Cause when I blaze I always be smoking on that true piff
And when it comes right down to it
I can smoke more weed than you f*cks know what to do with
Can't always stay humble, my stature sky scraper tall
You bitches I just crumple like a f*ckin dry paper ball
What's truly amazing to me is the fact that half you can't even distinguish
These lyrical lines from other professional rappers linguistics
Thinking of a more poetic lyricist, you've never seen one
My words are like a f*cking venomous machine gun
Spitting multiple flows, in multiple ways, in multiple prose, that for multiple days
Gives you multiple moments, of exactly what I'm tryna show ya,
Got fools going crazy on my flow believing in fiction
Cut em down with my rhymes they gettin' uneven stitching
And if you don't think I'm the greatest then make a prediction
Who's gunna test their vernacular and spit with some f*ckin diction
Yeah I'm a Knight and I'm a prophet, but
Sometimes I act like I just f*ckin lost it
Not really one to cause shit
But if I hear that you've been near running your mouth
You'll find the f*ckin cost quick
And it ain't free. And it ain't cheap
Writer: Chris Rowan
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