Krylon (feat. Eliozie)

Take a step back, you busy moving behind me

Way too high up altitude for you to even find me

You tiny, I smack your little hiny

You slimy, fuck-nut

There ain't a word in this world that define me

What's up? We got a runner, a roadrunner

Load the chopper gunner, take him out inside his own hummer

Misuse drugs daily, become a recluse

Get loose, I guess that's always a excuse

Magnificent sophisticated rhythm

I define overdrive, go check the definition

Make a precise incision and proceed with decisions

To kill 'em (kill 'em all) position without over ambitious conditions

This is how I do all of my operations

I'm never doing anything in moderation

And I never give anybody cooperation

Nope, never, not once, not even on occasion

I got these sucka MC's wrapped around my finga like some rings

Now bow the fuck down to The King

Don't be playin' with the West Coast Super Saiyan

I hear you talk a lot but ain't shit until you get to sprayin'

Stay payin' all my bills, poppin' all my pills

Robbin' all the banks with my GTA-skills

What's the beat, kid? This shit a banga

Tanqueray up in my cup, I ain't a sanga

In love with the money bags

Motherfuckas spittin' out shit like my white ass

Rollin' fast down ya block in a ski mask

Looking for a jaw to sock

Where the weeds at punk bitch I seen that

I'm a sticky icky nit picky, ticking time bomb

Swear on my mom's, yo, my shit is beyond

Givin' you a cold shoulder to cry on

In the corner with a cap on, sprayin' Krylon

Infect your mind with my intellect, no indirect

Attackin' I be on my best

Inventing more ways everyday to keep the world upset

I'm living rent free in your head till you snap your neck

Lay low for a second then I come back up

And act up on you cunts then I ash my blunt

Inside your eyes socket shoot rockets that can't be blocked

And every gear winded up all the way I can't be stopped

The radius is infinite (infi-infinite) so if you think that you can hide

You better go find another shelter to go inside

Different planets to inhabit cause we can not coincide

On this one, I don't have a fuck to give, son

Let the beat drop it keeping my feet hot

Say one wrong word, you getting your teeth knocked

Got you on the verge of death begging me, please stop (please stop)

But I never stop shit, I'm just sippin' my tea pot

I Murdered the beat and drop it off on ya front porch

And that's the real reason why ya parents got divorced (fuck you Jared)

Done more coke in my day than Scott Storch

The human torch put me out and throw me overboard

Doobie lit, dooley cocked, machete in my sock

Duly noted but I knew you was cop

And that shit ain't gonna fly

I'm a smoked out, locced out

Sword swingin' kinda guy and I'm tryna die (tryna die)

Get outta line, son, and stay there (stay there)

I pull up with mo' snow than a Coca-Cola polar bear (polar bear)

Stayin' dope, I poke alotta smot

In the parkin' lot, taking up three handicap spots

Grab the cash up out my palace

Sippin' on Dom Pérignon out my chalice

Trippin' like Alice, straight malice

Throwin' off ya balance

Bustin' rap so fast, I give ya fat ass a callus