CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : The King
N***a this f**king rap game Is my slave! Thats some G-Sh*t Motha F**kas' ain't ready for this one!
All N***as that this rap game Is my f**king home my f**king KINGDOM! N***a Bouta' feel the heat he bouta' get a damn syndrome, N***a here comes those f**king drums! Yo' Girls pu**y Is 10x the size of some f**king plum, I'll make her moan I'll make her hum, My raps are f**king fluid the only thing you can f**king do Is ruin' N***a I got those vuitton bags I got them' Louis bags, Now It's time to put some f**king wisdom, You'll get a sympton In yo' system you just one of those victims all these flat a** earth N***as Bout' to he round when they squashed by a piston, Ya know the pu**y I always be fisting, Now don't show this to yo' kids It's restricted And don't be a wicked, I Already feel my f**king death It's about to be predicted
I'm damn f**king combative! N***a will get his sh*t f**ked when he's distracted, Now thats a f**king tactic. I'm f**king schematic, Ain't no N***a yelling ain't dramatic I'm just some damn combatant! My bars can cause f**king terror you not understanding Is a error, My fans are fanatic! Seein' em' be mad Is traumatic! I can keep going non-stop N***a I'm automatic! I f**king hate those N***as who say there attractive yet those MOTHERF**KA'S! Iq's are subtractive, Now try to imagine what I'm sayin' paint It in a canvas make my words abstractive! Make yo' F**king friends see you art, They'll be reactive now It's time to nearly stop I'm getting to damn overreactive and now It's time to f**king be interactive
Bars so f**king shiny like my career they diamonds N***a don't talk to me I'm no f**king simon, I'm just a roaring fire spitting lion and MOTHERF**KERS KNOW I AIN'T LYING! Now try to solve these lyrics with science yo' scientists Will be answering questions y'all won't be f**king fulled with silence
Hell Yeah N***as! I destroyed that sh*t!
All N***as that this rap game Is my f**king home my f**king KINGDOM! N***a Bouta' feel the heat he bouta' get a damn syndrome, N***a here comes those f**king drums! Yo' Girls pu**y Is 10x the size of some f**king plum, I'll make her moan I'll make her hum, My raps are f**king fluid the only thing you can f**king do Is ruin' N***a I got those vuitton bags I got them' Louis bags, Now It's time to put some f**king wisdom, You'll get a sympton In yo' system you just one of those victims all these flat a** earth N***as Bout' to he round when they squashed by a piston, Ya know the pu**y I always be fisting, Now don't show this to yo' kids It's restricted And don't be a wicked, I Already feel my f**king death It's about to be predicted
I'm damn f**king combative! N***a will get his sh*t f**ked when he's distracted, Now thats a f**king tactic. I'm f**king schematic, Ain't no N***a yelling ain't dramatic I'm just some damn combatant! My bars can cause f**king terror you not understanding Is a error, My fans are fanatic! Seein' em' be mad Is traumatic! I can keep going non-stop N***a I'm automatic! I f**king hate those N***as who say there attractive yet those MOTHERF**KA'S! Iq's are subtractive, Now try to imagine what I'm sayin' paint It in a canvas make my words abstractive! Make yo' F**king friends see you art, They'll be reactive now It's time to nearly stop I'm getting to damn overreactive and now It's time to f**king be interactive
Bars so f**king shiny like my career they diamonds N***a don't talk to me I'm no f**king simon, I'm just a roaring fire spitting lion and MOTHERF**KERS KNOW I AIN'T LYING! Now try to solve these lyrics with science yo' scientists Will be answering questions y'all won't be f**king fulled with silence
Hell Yeah N***as! I destroyed that sh*t!
