kxndxll - one too many lyrics
[intro with markus]
[verse 1:]
i told you this is everyday/
ya’ll been rappin for a minute/
i’ll write a 16 in 60 seconds/
give me an hour and i will devour/
ya dinner,lunch and ya breakfast
the milk was a little bit sour/ ya yeezy on power outtage
i’m jeezy with pounds of powder/super dope/
super freak, freakazoid with out a doubt i’m/
coming for the throne with out a crown/ i’m still the king
and a dentist/ you just be like what dat mouth do? shawty be like bow down/
but i’mma dog, what am i goin bow to/
i bark, i bite, like bring puppy chow fool/ i chow down.. then i bowel move i feel like the mic has lost its value/
you rap like (babble babble babble) good lord that is mouthful… ohhhh
[hook:]
i took one too many shots/
i proly k!lled a couple rappers/
i took one too many shots/
i proly k!lled a couple rappers/
(it go shot after shot after shot (4x))
[verse 2:]
versace versace i don’t wear versace/
this stussy and diamond and sometimes givenchy/
flow (suiter/sweeter) than yours cuz yours is a lobby/
i’m k!lling these rappers, man someone should stop me/
okay i’mma stop it
forget it i’m (lion/lying)/ mufasa, sarabi/
i’m simba,december/ coolest cat in the land
on the track in some vans/ on the track i’m the man/
on the track you a fan/ always talking bout choppas likes babs from da band/
please take seat, boy you don’t understand/
i’m comping up this game/ when i started/from the bottom/
i was something like drake/ but nothing was the same/ and neither am i….
trillmatic, its ether or die/ this my birthday flow like peice of cake/ where’s my piece of pie/
you don’t even rhyme so you don’t need a plate boooy…
[hook]
[verse 3:]
okay right now i ain’t got no hart/ i’m laughing at ya pain/
but all jokes aside…
i’ll put you rappers backs against the wall/ leave you posterized/
you feel like you been dunked on/ i’ll vince carter/tracy mcgrady/derrick rose you guys/
teach you how to rap/ yeah i show you (write/right)/ get it no you didn’t/ yeah i’m over hype/
i put my car into over drive/ ya’ll worried bout hit single/ but your album suck and don’t no one like it/
i swear god made me with a bomb in mind/ blowing up/ k!lling all 3 of verses, like death, murder, homicide/
i’m just tryna change my father/ and my mama’s lives/my nana/ i was born a lion, i gotta lotta pride…
so when it comes to control i feel like kendrick/but i’m kxndxll with two x’s/ i’m xplicit & im xcellent/
really really i’m just tryna eat/ but when it comes to food for thought i’m top chef in this restaraunt…
[hook]
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