King Los

King Los - Pound Cake lyrics

rate me

To recognize the genius I am

You'd have to have one foot on Venus

To even visit these arenas I'm in

Now did I say arenas or Serenas?

I kill shit, Venus, Serenas

I kill shit, I Gilbert Arenas

I'm ill with the skill

If this the shit that I build

When I'm building a building

Built with a billion builders

That's building a building on top of this one

No feeling is topping this one

No villain is stopping this one

That'd be a dark night, won't it?

While overlooking my city

Had a Dark Knight moment

I'm overlooking my city

Same city that overlooked me

Now it's back to back tours

‘Cause cities just overbook me

Speaking of Dark Knight, I know some Jokers that scheme

‘Cause I done blew up something sick like the opening scene

Not to mention nobody gonna mention you this year

You just a joker

I really made the pencil disappear

I got that Edgar Allen Poe flow

Bars like a bear trap

Shakespeare's only rebuttal would be a head scratch

I haven't been amateur, ever, never

Iambic pentameter, clever, better

Nobody even seems this deep

I got niggas staying awoke to put my dreams to sleep

But watch me maneuver

New maroon drop for my jewel

I need moon rocks for my mule, I'm the future

Tell these niggas I need my proper spot

They a bunch of Papa Docs in chocolate drops

My 16's proper, give me my props or not

I went Pac at 16 when my pops was shot

It left my mind out of place

I guess that why in my rhymes

I spend time outta space

So I speak life, rappers talk

You can't be if a rap god

If you've never rapped for God

Gotta be close to him like the woman in the Bible

Who felt she could be blessed just to grab his cloth

Bulletin, we full of sin

If we wait in the water

The weight of it might pull us in

Fate, fate, fate, fate, fate

Can't fake what you ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't

Wait, if you're searching for a way, wait

I made a way, all my homies used to weigh, weight

Brakes, pump your brake brake brake brakes

My niggas break in and take

They don't take breaks

I can't fail, I don't believe in it

You don't possess humble nor obedience

Comedians told me that I wouldn't fly

I remember losing family members

And wouldn't cry

Nigga, if you had wooden eyes

You could see I'm fly

My future, so why wouldn't I?

I'm too good, these niggas good and high

Boyz N The Hood don't rock with you Cuba Gooding guys

Niggas on that be alike shit

Guess they copy paste us

‘Cause we the right clique

Get it? Right click, copy paste

Life hit a rocky phase

Ice wrist, Versace shade

White whip on hockey blades

Grill like a hockey mask

Chop it like a hockey stick

Niggas pocket the pocket cash

Talking ‘bout you popping gas

Running with them slightly cast

Same suckers probably be watching you get your pockets tapped

Fuck all that cocky shit

Where I'm from they cocking straps

Think you waving till you get hit with 8 in your stocking cap

But I choose to excel

Made my old ex mad, gave my new ex hell

Went from no X to one X to two X, well

I been nice since my t- shirt was 2XL

Yeah, that's XX, like two exes ago

But it's still all love like X's and O's

‘Cause at some point

We feel we have exes who owe

You know they made an explanation

Why they made an accident, oh

If you think I'm talking ‘bout my exes

Come on, man

Tell XXL they've got one more chance

But, man, I lay low

If I ain't on your list

Then that bitch don't exist, Manti Te'o

I’m anti Abro

That shit they putting up corny

Tell these niggas they ain't good enough to bore me

I'm just painting so y'all see the story

I can't be guarded in rap

So to God be the glory

King

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