lirik lagu king los - yukon freestyle
c’mon, yeah, okay. hold up. yeah, alright. hold up. yeah, check it. look, i say…
these rappers way too smart to talk to me dumb
y’all n~ggas play all day like martin reruns
that rapper in denali got light sk!lls
you cons should retire and write wills
please don’t f that up
i wrote a flow that could break pads, press and get left jacked up
every time i put my foot on the gas it’s gon’ pop
you don’t want me to break lines down, it don’t stop
think you in my lane, got me in a funk
my pull o’ tractor trailers collidin’ with a drunk
i don’t chill between k!llin’s, i probably hit the blunt
then i’m shootin’ through your funeral, with bodies in the motherf~ckin’ yukon
yeah, then i lay low somewhere out in utah
till it cool off
or send a few broads
’cause when a cadillac focus that’s the perfect
uh, yeah, that’s the perfect time to spin this block in two cars
i’m talkin’ whole team spinnin’ like it’s foosball
i’m talkin’ noses in the air like we bourgeois
german ruger make a n~gga take his je–
hold on, whoa, that was too far
if you the rose from the concrete, you grow through the test
but don’t you ever in your life compare derozan to steph
i’m the best rapper breathin’
i walk through the motherf~ckin’ graveyard and dead n~ggas holdin’ they breath
yeah, bad to the bone. like erosion o’ flesh
n~ggas pushin’ up, thinkin’ it’s a moment to flex
i advise you throw on a vest
you outta pocket and don’t roll right like quarterbacks that throw with the left
if a tree falls in the forest and there’s no one there to hear, man i beat a def poet to death
rooftop with a stock broker rapper to debt
the mac’s out ’cause you don’t raise the bar after your set
well i collect collarbones so you gon’ have to get nex’
i’m right now
whether off the dome or sh~t that i write down
i’m in the trenches like irrigation systems
i’m the best on the planet, you dig it, so pipe down
and let me rap to the fathers
that plant bad seeds but don’t come back for the harvest
yeah that’s a method that i hate
they end up back in that soil in a vegetable state
so every step that i take, crucial decision
crew is in the kitchen doin’ voodoo with chickens
uh, i’m talkin’ birds in the pot
if you whip it in a circle, you can swerve in a drop
you the type to get knocked servin’ the cop
we over the plate pitchin’, off the curb on the block
here’s some sauce for you n~ggas
cop a softball and put some curve on it
right before you toss it to the hitters
n~gga. y’all chase highs, we chase heights
it only suck when you lit if it’s a freebase pipe
eat a glass d~ck. he a classic
he a class act. he a meshach, abednego, a shadrach
and that’s a wise man
i be stiff~armin’ these hoes, that’s a heisman
she tryna get up with a n~gga, but i’m ja morant
dunkin’ on wemby. she can’t, uh, she can’t even get no wendy’s
she get a burger, she can’t even get it with cheese
but if a n~gga get it f~cked up, he get swiss~cheesed
p~ssy n~ggas really run and grab a uh
p~ssy n~gga, p~ssy n~gga really scared to shoot the friendly
i leave your body in the desert, out in tempe
then pull up to the met gala on a ten~speed
big body through the lane like i’m embiid
even in nevada, never in a state o’ envy
i’m the mvp. these mcs square but i’m the mc’s mc
i’m dimethyltryptamine on epmd
my adhd runs on dmc
you backpack, but i’m rap’s chatgpt
that’s like comparin’ nasdaq to a ppp
i leave it alone, it’s all small business to me
but what a time to be alive, you are witnessin’ me
but at the same time, not in the same dimension as me
that’s my dominion and you minions a mixture of me
you just a spinoff, you been off, you get it from me
forgetful as dementia, don’t mention despicable meee
f~ck it, i don’t even exist
i’m mythical, like a no limit fan with a lisp
i’m digital. i’m a program written by future beings
that tap into your psyche and visit you through your dreams
immobilize your body and hinder you when you scream
wake you out the matrix and render you in the scene
the world is full of agents and you can do anything
except be a peasant pretendin’ you is the king
i choke the life out your body, you died gaspin’
i cried like i went with you, then died laughin’
as you lay there in my two arms
lookin’ innocent like you could never do wrong
i hate to drag you out the house without no shoes on
but p~ssy ass n~gga get up in this yukon
we got a funeral to make, you takin’ too long
hey what’s that, what’s that justin bieber new song?
it be like dump you in the river, n~gga, you gone
somethin’ somethin’ somethin’, concrete boots on
aye, hold up, wait. oh sh~t, oh, okay yeah i’m back
i had to get my f~ckin’ groove on
n~gga we’re straight dumb an’
that’s why my peers disappear
and be scared, straight runnin’
i stockholm syndrome, in a weird way love ’em
it’s hearsay and you a n~gga i ain’t hear say nothin’
i’m pure great. if i ain’t the rapper of the year, they bluffin’
i stole a yukon, the tags say the fear tape comin’…b~tch!
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