kb the villain - got it done lyrics
[verse 1:]
as soon i was coming to the left, i been right at it, never loss a rep/expressing through my illness, never loss my health, i ran hundred laps and never catching my breath/the f-ck, somebody next, hunger and vicious, somebody k!llin’ depress, already know that yet/now i p-ss it through it lately, run around try to be dangerous, you be kickboxing the slanglish/ k!lled or be k!lled being the overtime, matter of fact i be k!llin’ with my dopest rhymes/now the mean -ss k!llin’ machine, known as the bsb, the broad street bullies came to my dream so f-ck it/ kb, the midnight flow to go, the red and black is colorful/ hop on the station, n-ggas be listen, i jam on it when n-ggas think i was diss them, let’s clear em out
[verse 2:]
yo, i cross when a lot of sh-t talk when the kid sparking and forced them/i keep my low-profile when we closed them/i have a special rhyme when my bars flowing more often, i flawless with the flow, let keep on talking/my fresh came in my dream, my flow is so mean/i coming from machine when n-ggas don’t like me/you out of the line, let see who have a friend, them girls knocking the boots and n-ggas was being pretend/flow of the centuries, kept it my chemistry, all of sh-t was opposite, and came for the better scene/2 years in a row, nowhere i need to go/the more battery murder coming from video/b-ss kept rocking while i got from stereos, inspired by rappers by calling them hero/now you see nothing, there’s a zero, i do it for all my fans just like my people
[verse 3:]
coming from chicago state of mind while i bust em the door, for the thousand-one question while i bringing all/till i switch up the flow, to know i seem to recognized, some n-ggas even know my st–z/pushing the pedal, i represent the home of the ghetto, i used to flow ain’t hard to tell, i’m illmatic/bsb rep, i own my own sh-t, i started 95′ all over this b-tch/crazy semi-pro by coming the status, all the way turn’t up feel like a ad lib/bsb didn’t know i can rep that, i using temper rising, it look like is coming back/dj’s scratch in the cut, we in the ruck, now you just jealous while n-ggas don’t give a f-ck/uh, i’mma 90’s baby, n-ggas can’t hate me/tell it to themselves while n-gga trying embrace me
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