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keyo g - musical explosion lyrics

rapping the subject of matter dog i be snappin
you staring bobbing your head when really you shud be clapping
i’m mapping out all my quests no google no i ain’t asking
i do it p-ssion everlasting to my satisfaction
still blastin shoot the jumper i’m splashing smoking weed mult-tasking
sipping lean feel fantastic it’s so drastic
magic flame threw ur bars they look like plastic
and when i’m in the store look for your cd they don’t have it
have it had lost it now imma grab it
jungle get my money in bundles imma savage
cowboy walk wit two guns like a maverick
tryna’ stack my happy funds until i get mad rich
better than average cut from a different fabric
goons on the ave wit they guns and they madness
no religion but the true religion and that 4 fifth
but that chopper make a ninja have a faith like a baptist
hack this but ain’t no solving me i’m evolving b
i brought all of the property but this ain’t no monopoly
look i be going a car wit no brakes no stopping me
son’n dezz ninjas fatherly yet they look at me awkwardly
probably it’s possible possibly no time for the bullsh-t
but kick sh-t hourly they say lil cuh crazy if i was you i would leave
love life but if you try me ill put you where them flowers be
ain’t where i’m suppose to be but still i’m suppose to eat
i’m tryna be cool but drama standing so close to me
i know that he fake i smell it when he approaching me
but i just dismiss him and i dismiss em appropriately
gone flow
tell ’em what they don’t know lyrics that i ain’t wrote
sung by the angels verses by the boatload
chased by the demons they won’t let my soul go
tryna’ get to heaven steady screaming yolo
mo’ doe get up on the track and i go doe-doe
put that b-tch in neutral and hit em wit the slo flow
you say you go hard let me hear you rap live
how you got the wheels but you ain’t got the drive
soon as i crank it up imma flush it
word like money take it to the bank and trust it
overtime plus it keep a gun bust it
my momma told me keep cool lay low and don’t rush it
rushing the tackle calling a blitz im having a fit
see ’em throwing they sh-t get intercepted and pick and that’s for the six
bronze flow silver back gold mine
fourth and one every bar i write is a goal line
on point like a pen read the print i’m fine
i don’t play fast forward on a ninja no rewind
on record can’t afford to be spitting in sublime
i ain’t lying im just spitting what i’m seeing in my mind
you can’t see it then you blind even blind people feel me
deaf people vibing too shouts out to my potna christie
when we talk it look like we be growing up gang signs
she get me bac to my senses i tell her that’s right on time
intergalactic bars is sporadic flows automatic
a verbal habit systematic imma musical addict
once i get it grab it problematic it add up like mathematics
do it for the fanatics who instead of parents they had addicts
not to mentions pops is a hustler cousin fresh out back at it
and yo uncle still on that gl-ss give a blast and he feel fantastic
this right here for all my hustlers hustling just to have it
when you have it and its ur turn better shoot it you better not p-ss it
i’m cooling it i’m too cool gimme a chance at rapping even chance the rapper’s cool
had no plans to get no vans but i was skating in school
i was breakin the rules i was breaking the law i was breaking off fools
toatin the tools dodging the blues snooze and you loose
stood on the stoops they knew i cud flow like boats on a cruise
sh-t is crazy you cud get hit up round here for shoes
then sh-t got real i started losin my potnas in twos
an i’m back in all black in the back
immortal imma kombat wit big arms like i’m jax
i keep the rats from my pack cause we don’t f-ck wit you jack
kushcartel to my left and yea c mac in the back
and we don’t know how to act i’m tearing up this lil track
imma beast on attack i’m pretty good in fact
an understatement at that da da da dat da da dat
i know he didn’t just say that check out my wheels of fortune like i was pat sajack
the cat in the hat i said i smoke the mean green high of the beanstalk like jack
and den i moonwalk it back and they like who taught you that
everything i say mis match like blue grey green red and black
in the studio wit loners marijuana california oklahoma
you a goner if i make the call’a on the telephone’a
simpset music group and keyo g da owner
swoop ur girl cause she dat nat nat make her get a tat tat got a phat back on her
imma legend imma chief imma stoner imma stoner imma stoner
jamming my cd wit my momma
i’m what they waitin on like summer
the streets dozing on me like they in a narcoleptic slumber
under the matrix the numbers hope you don’t fumble
or stumble cause they gone come by the bundle you got to hunt in the jungle
amongst the mongols and uncles who want sh-t from you
and all of these dam fees and still your stomach gone rumble
and still i gotta be humble speak loudly and i don’t mumble
do donu do donu donu do donu do donu donu
yea i can do it soprano to the strings or piano
i’m watched like world star but you tube my favorite channel
and yet i threw my rack at the net you entered into my net
an indigent intellect who tends to spit indirect
interment in effect it’s imminent infinite
hating keyo g ur life is incorrect (gone)
i snapped
and all these other ninjas man they really can’t rap
i said they really can’t rap
all these other ninjas man they really don’t rap
perhaps paraplegic i snapped
go in on the track round you i lapse
‘spose to been had stop they looking at me crazy
i go in no scratch cd you can’t play me
from the a i was born in the 80’s
simpset georgia dome grady baby
i know some ninjas died right there where my momma raised me
and it’s some real ninjas gone there that made me

- keyo g lyrics

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