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kell$ kennedy - hive lyrics

[verse 1: kell$ kennedy]
it’s kells and yes, the girls confess that i’m the best
and if they left, i’d wake up later less stressed, depressed and better dressed
but better yet, find a finer girl and get her wet
rolling through with the sp-ceship mob, n0body better than
kells kennedy, john lennon said to let it be
but these f-ggots get to me, so wack rappers rest in peace
i’m next to be the best, suggest that you invest in me
once again, haters, you could not mean any less to me
a minute next to me, you see i live a trill life
sp-ceship mob, running from cops, ripping pops at lil’ mikes
they say my flow is real tight. yeah i know, it’s ill right?
asking if it’s still night, 5am and i still write
sleep is for the weak, i’m an insomniac, living restless
bout to k!ll a bunch of beats so i can cross them off my checklist
here to show you what the best is, spit perfection in a second
swerving through these intersections, mugging mean in my reflection, b-tch it’s

[hook]
me and my f-cking team, sp-ceship m-o-b
swear that i’m a king i will decapitate my enemies
s-p-a-c-e m-o-b, s-p-a-c-e m-o-b. (x2)

[kell$ kennedy]
hoppin’ fences to make impressions
kells got them lames standing at attention
did i mention how tense the tension?
they in suspension like i missed my tenth detention
for a mary jane session right before my intervention, but i’m
still doper than some motherf-cking crack rock
girl looks like a model, baby let me see your catwalk
me and kris martian making music on a laptop
then head to chill with james dyl and lil mike ripping fat pops

[verse 2: krucifix]
i’ve got b-tches in the jacuzzi, making up a home movie
spitting like a f-cking uzi, rapid fire, call of duty
i’m f-cked up, they say that i need therapy
slit your throat, while laughing so hysterically
slender man, got your children scared of me
so f-cking sick, you could say i have a rare disease
making h-lla cheese, b-tches on they f-cking knees
begging please, i’m like jeez, you don’t have to be so
sleezy, easy, squeeze these t-ts
getting weezy off these spliffs, some days i just wanna commit
maybe i’ll jump off a cliff, sh-t i already did
but i’m back, popping bubble wrap, hit you with a f-cking bat
turning back my f-cking hat while murdering this f-cking track
in fact, i know that i’m dapper. making fear the factor, k!lling pastors
h-ll’s headmaster. so much for happily ever after
so laugh it up, b-ttercup, cause i trust my f-cking gut
must we discuss my disgust for rhino tusks and angel dust?
blunts so fat that they about to bust
kris, i’m a martian and i’m dangerous

flow hot like h-llfire, triple 6, krucifix
got the devil on my d-ck, dipping chips and eating fish
f-ck, swag is for f-gs, my style is groovy
lucifer? nah, i just call my b-tch lucy

“i’m home, lucy! get off the phone, lucy!
get the f-ck over here give me some f-cking dome, lucy!”

[hook]

- kell kennedy lyrics

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