King Los

King Los - Dipset Anthem (Freestyle) lyrics

rate me

(Verse: King Los)

I'm probably iceberged down wit the Desi in my sweats

Couple lesis in the vet, sumething heavy on my neck

Dre dumbass behind me in a Chevy wit a tech

Only way I roll wit squares if its a presi wit Piagets

Los been nice since 05 and I'm still ready

Chilling in the same projects where they killed Freddy

Who feel petty?

Cuz it's the wrong place to try a joke

My whole city smell like riot fire and tire smoke

Who tryin' Los? All ya niggas got average aim

Talk that fly shit and ya might not make it to baggage claim

Ugh, I'm straight ether, the gatekeeper

Ya don't like it pay me no mind, nigga the rate's cheaper

I'm so ADD if ya A D D eighty zebras in eighty A D I D A S sneakers

Ya might get my stripes

Bitch I'm nice, switch it like

My niggas touch keys at a early age, no Fisher Price

Knew I'd be the future, word to my mama

I don't have bad grammar but I'm fuckin' up these commas

Look back at my past, and I get embarrassed

But sumetimes it takes the future just to see Aeris

These mirrors been lyin' to ya

How could I respect, ya tryna paint the vision of sum' shit ya don't reflect

Lord, help me

This that Cam flow

When he was blam blaming the game

That Dipset shit, the bandannas and chains

Before ya bandwagonning antagonists came

I was going bar fo' bar wit Santana and Wayne

Gucci gucci sweats made the groupies sweat

Diamond wrist, rupee neck

Ya fruity fruity, ya booty homie

Yo boo be booty pursuin', she swoopin' on me

Back on my Cam shit, back on the cam

Back on my Sampras-Aggasi actually back on a campus

These arenas(Serena's) will leave yo back on a canvas

Can't visit my clay without passes

Pass this, I illustrate wit otha authors' ashes

Ya niggas to classless to catch this

I'm Cassius, yeah I see these niggas but I'm the greatest

In the ring I leave these niggas

Yeah

My niggas sell sniff, sell green, sell piff, sell beans, sell bricks, sell dreams

Yeah

Tell chicks, tell fiends, tell tricks, tell cliques, tell Knicks sell tix

I mean ballers in general, darling, all this shit general

I'm straight, I'm at the top

Best rapper living save debate for yo tackle box

Ugh

Ya fishing in a pool wit no water, no order

Order car for automatic war, foreign Ferraris and Porsche just drop tops and headless horseman

Lyrical swordsman unsportsmanlike conduct

But my coup like a Yukon Truck

It truck niggas like Peterson, Adrian

Alias, sold it to me not becuz I earned it cuz they owed it to me

Killed so many rappers they bodies don't have no odor to me

Younger than me, older than me, hotta than me, colder than me, richer than me, broker than me, faster than me

Slower than me

I know a semi nigga so I put work in to trouble ya

Put bodies on erry floor, I should work at the W

I buckle ya hesitant, ya sweet

I got the top floor, I tell the President, 'Ya sweet'

King business, nigga

Yeah!

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