Street King Energy

You, i love you so much

I can't deny how much i love you, yeah

Alright, alright, that's enough

Things ain't going... that shit

Nigger this is simple, not complicated

I can't be faded,

I'm starting to think i made it

Get out of line, out line, out line

Do your act like you got a vagina, you pussy nigger

Front on me, i'll find, find, i'll find you

There's no running from me

Picture me in my darkest hour

I would rather be marked for death than mark the coward

... like the... and fame

You fuck around i make you... yourself like cobain

Turn around disappear, thin air like david blaine

I'm higher than... he's flying a plane

No evaluation necessary, i'm insane

The barrow that... hot air a sauna

Bricks in the door panel causing...

... don corleone... mano a mano

... they call me the piano man

I move the keys fuck the piano man

Sort of like a one man band with a trumpet

Beef i let it blow... and dump it

... niggers be talking all that jazz

When they get down to the get down they ask

That base so deep, my heart so cold

I let you hear that street sweeper drum line row

Ratatac tac, ratatac tac, i never hesitate to put a nigger on his back

You loose, cause i got the i'll street blues

You loose, we'll see you on the 6 o'clock news

Ratatac tac, ratatac tac, i never hesitate to put a nigger on his back

You loose, cause i got the i'll street blues

You loose, we'll see you on the 6 o'clock news

This vintage 50 call it my tommy gun

... your ass out

One line, one bar, i'll be on you so fast

My night work like fresh out alcatraz

I don't wanna play so i don't play fair

You know it's not fair to stare at my...

Yeah, i'm enjoying the fruits of my labor

Coke boy, the dope boy, now a nigger major

I used to cut crack on my grand mama china

And cook coke think i'm the chef from...

Smoke it, i could smoke a kush through the jar

When i'm tripping, i might put a clip through your car

They say i'm sick, then tell me how i made it this far

I lobe war, in fact, i'm the commander

I want you to open the box of pandora

I'll destroy you and everything you stand for

Ratatac tac, ratatac tac, i never hesitate to put a nigger on his back

You loose, cause i got the i'll street blues

You loose, we'll see you on the 6 o'clock news

Ratatac tac, ratatac tac, i never hesitate to put a nigger on his back

You loose, cause i got the i'll street blues

You loose, we'll see you on the 6 o'clock news

Yeah, i'm a self-side nigger to the bone

And when my niggers ain't around, i do it by myself

Check my track record nigger, haha, 50 yeah

That's cool for starters, but we gotta get to the shit

Wait till y'all hear the shit.