king los – look at me now (freestyle) lyrics
haha its to easy n-gga
i got a phone call from the moon like “let’s be honest out this b-tch
boy, i been shining my whole life but you just blinding out this b-tch.”
then the sun got on the phone and got all modest out this b-tch
like “look los, i don’t want no problems, you the hottest out this b-tch.”
superman sent me a text like “you the flyest out this b-tch
i ordered hbo jus to catch all the wires out this b-tch.”
got a letter that said “quit.” from all the liars out this b-tch
but then a e-mail from the truth said “f-ck them liars.” out this b-tch
every bar i spit be way over your head up out this b-tch
spiderman said “boy, you all over the web.” up out this b-tch
put blue ribbons round your casket, ’bout my bread up out this b-tch
i think my penpal is my pencil, i got lead up out this b-tch
take your b-tch up out this b-tch then put a b-tch on top your b-tch
then give your b-tch back cause you b-tching
plus my b-tch could top your b-tch
yeah, i reps that baltimore and i’m so proud i’m out this b-tch
i think i’m better than you square cause i’m a problem out this b-tch
look at me now
last night lola kissed me, told me i’m the greatest
she said “f-ck ’em baby, f-ck ‘em. just go kobe on them haters!”
so i went 24′s on the drop chevy
yellow paint, purple guts, n-ggas not ready
i k!ll every hater i spot in the room
then go fill every crater they got on the moon
cause i feel i’m the greatest, they gotta -ssume
that i’m bout to go
carmelo, d-wade, kobe, mike
man i’m like the old mike when i go to flight
and i’m like mike jack with a show tonight
in other words ‘this is it’
you’ve been notified
listen to this put your list in this order like
los, los, los, los, los, los, los
cause i spit like a n-gga with a lisp and an overbite
f-ck you think i murder somethin’
b-tch i’m from the murder home
where they keep a eagle and a shotgun
like mike vick on 3rd and long
man, i think they heard it wrong
all that bullsh-t turn me on
man f-ck that dj turn it up
like a n-gga from the a-town burn it up
old p-ssy -ss, f-ck -ss, lame -ss n-gga
mad he can’t f-ck my dame -ss n-gga
where they do that at, no dame -ss n-gga
deep down really mad cause he ain’t that n-gga
gotta a little fame, i’ll chain that n-gga
send the kkk to come hang that n-gga
last 3 n-ggas in ya hood wore hoods
cuz the crown ain’t safe in the hood, what’s good?
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