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lirik lagu king iso - concrete boxspring

(intro)
my soul is intact, don’t buy the racks, just ’cause i made it. hold up

(verse 1)
first off the lot, i pay cash for it. my girl got her toes on the dashboard. iso make it look magical. they ever shackle you ballin’? now i’m breakin’ backboards. in the mental hospital, they had court. had to put down the cigs that i had oared. they get healthy and flippin’ checks like the logo for their cigarettes

blue books like passports. now it’s all makin’ sense, i was born in newport. now i’m on a new course. had to crash course, redefine the terrain whеn i went insane. precipitatе h~ll and mass war. they like, “iso, what you rap so fast for?”

(verse 2)
so when you are wanted, you can have more. so much game to give, might vc. offer slow ballers when they fast forward. god, don’t try rob. two k’s with me, broom like stop. but i had to gas more, zoomin’ past stores

need a chaplain or a pastor, but i’m tired. and they tryna tax, can i get an offering? i’m a rap lord like jesus breaking down the backwoods. almost gave up before this past tour. now my feet hurt, i’m having heart problems. baby mama tweakin’ and my back sore

f~ck a rap tour, i just wanna ball like vince carter. i’m a rap th~rn on a jet~black, straight~edge stallion. f~ck a high one. that horse, son. i can’t speak, get it? d~mn, he trippin’

(bridge)
paranoid, lookin’ back and forth on a swim with the devil against you. just ’cause you don’t see him don’t mean he ain’t lookin’. can’t stand the heat? get the f~ck out the kitchen

it’s dark in this house, what you mean i been cookin’? f~ck is a box? bring out the concrete. back in the day when i needed a cushion. my soul is intact. count dough by the racks. just ’cause i made it, don’t mean that he took it. my head on the floor

(hook)
just ’cause you don’t see him, don’t mean he ain’t lookin’. can’t stand the heat? get the f~ck out the kitchen. it’s dark inside, what you mean i been cookin’? f~ck it, it’s a box spring. i hide the concrete. back in the day when i needed a cushion. my soul is intact, count dough by the racks. just ’cause i made it, don’t mean that he took it. hold up

(verse 3)
it’s always better than the devil you don’t. i never leave my house without two sticks, so i feel like i’m never alone. never been good at pretending, so here i am living out lyrics i said in my song
homie got hit with the rico. now he in the feds for sh~t that he said on the phone. momma wasn’t ever at home. that mean we gotta go out and get fat on our own. n0body to help us alone. i got that work and can’t n0body tell me it’s wrong

we took a whole lot of things for granted, ’cause nothing’s as important as making it home. i deserve more credit for slaying goliaths, ’cause i sold david the stones. my pocket was full of ’em

(verse 4)
i dedicated my life to a bag and a scale. i got a story to tell. you never woke up and hustled a day in your life, that sh~t sound boring as h~ll

mama ain’t stupid. i know that she full of well. i know she know what i sell. i pay the bills and give a little extra as well. now she ignoring the smell

i been through h~ll and back. then h~ll and back, then back again. hook your ass to a respirator, now it’s beepin’ like a n~gga backin’ in. if i’m in that b~tch, i brought the fn in. and i slap a n~gga like it’s s&m

if you know my name, then you know i’m nothing like the rest of them

(chorus)
head on a swivel, the devil’ll get you. just ’cause you don’t see him, don’t mean he ain’t lookin’. can’t stand the heat? get the f~ck out the kitchen. it’s dark in the side, what you mean i been cookin’? f~ck is a box? bring out the concrete. back in the day when i needed the cushion. my soul is intact, count dough by the racks. just ’cause i made it, don’t mean that he took it

(outro)
my head on a swivel, the devil’ll get you. just ’cause you don’t see him, don’t mean he ain’t lookin’. can’t stand the heat? get the f~ck out the kitchen. it’s dark in the side, what you mean i been cookin’? f~ck is a box? bring out the concrete. back in the day when i needed the cushion. my soul is intact, count dough by the racks. just ’cause i made it, don’t mean that he took it. hold up

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