Company Flow - Krazy Kings Too Lyrics
[bigg jus]Its the classic underground styles of the urban mastersThe krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (4x)I was once in the land where things would never go rightThere lived a king who sang a swan song of afternoons and home lifeWell he was found lost, murdered a mile away in yards and turnpikesGod bless little lune tns who got in him inhaling a few migrainesHe stays on the shells and denimsBeyond his wildest fantasies never really thought hed be drilling emBut ah, bs119 and wore black tvs and a long purple robeSnatched up should portray his weaponForever flood the maddened chains and keep the revelations guessingWhether through mind over matter mediationSelf actualization or even zoning out through deep relaxationYo, I came across grown men too scared to dreamI walked past them as a child with a staff on the south side of queensWhere the wild ones eye the title percent idolOnly thought was attain luxury, like the elevation wasnt vitalTo keep pace with a crew that rallied back then, Im treacherousAnd willpower exploded stars out the path of nexusesA true rebel whos, like, technically inclined toAttract wannabe scientifical gold diggers and forty-ninersEmpower you or strangle your ass like with the grapevineIm never out for the fame whereas I was told to bring fame to my nameAnd keep motivated on the down lowLike a northbound jersey packed train, apart from thisMy crew, tight-knit circle with arsonists quick to set itLike the rain forest gon get chopped down regardless to who you areIf you aint really witness the invisibleThe clairvoyant rhyme blizzard, the tech hold arson as a missileIts like, as I approach the two three hearts deaths in the blowStill one sixteenth of a gram is critical when it enters, soIts the classic underground styles of the urban mastersThe krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick(x4, alternating bigg jus, el-p)[el-p]Shit, I feel asphyxiatedI wear the city air like wet leatherAlone, though the populace dwells so closely togetherAlarmingly dependent on technology I was raised as a child to keep me oneTrying to outrun white noise from my tv keeps me numbMr. disgusted, fortified, ill as confunksionGods son, not a martyr but a fresh working member of a collectiveWho travel through the blazing light as my corpse is dissectedCell pack, give em a little something extra on the setLicking a slug at brandon lee just to be offensive like techTold the redbone you cant comprehend, sex alone cant fulfill meJust cause Im pinoy dont mean the governments not trying to kill meThe krazy king to whom even himself remains anonymousFrom conditioning to remnants of sarcasm and broken promisesTo myself, born to be the b-boy of stealth clashesWho plot a point on the graph for every crab that he harrassesCitizens blitzkrieg nihilistic heart of dark euthanasiaFifty thousand pen and pain phrase in alphabetical arrangementCaught a cat scan to color print my delusion and frame itBattle my old pseudonym with a quote from cold fusion explain shitBefore the three wheels hit the targetImma get a new life market, with bells onBut can only seem to fall all over harlots and sirensAnd ignore those who really love meWho in truth embody the rarity of true starletsMy man had a humor thats expressing and gentleWe played backgammon all nightSmoking kool cigs till the sun entered the templeFrom a bad merger of substance of hell his brain swelledIt filled with liquid in october, trouble and on a bus to acWhen I saw his grave, I had the cubans so I doubled himAnd affirmed to teach myself to float my way more creditAnd the serum between something low and the love to keep them separateAnd blitz commander won because his armful needs a medicYou must expedite functions of truth and stick to itChoose a concrete and bad noise to burn fluidRubble becomes structure from the beauty of confusionAlchemy: heal your pain with art, learn to use it[bigg jus]Its the classic underground styles of the urban mastersThe krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (10x)
