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letra de king shit - c.shreve the professor

[c.shreve the professor]
now i don’t even mess with you grand standers
to me that false shit is worse than fake blam blammers
claimin 8 hammers but you ain’t never touched a crowbar
you puttin in that work? whats to show so far

you’ll never see me shelved dog cuz i ain’t signin shit
same song and dance, shuck and jive shit
y’all preach a real good sermon but you hollywood
talk about it, but all you do is poly good, all i am is all about it
ain’t a shred of doubt in me no more
destiny to vent it free, lay it down on the floor
in plain sight, my aim’s right beside the moons of jupiter
and you ain’t been goin hard bruh you smellin like some juniper
all i wanna know is who the fuck gon do it up
we movin up but they draggin me down so what the fuck?
carry that own weight or find your own way
ain’t no stowaways, i’m on my grown phase, cold days
require layers, they havin a ball with all you players
left the game a long time ago cuz of the way they play us
a rhymesayer but i ain’t from the midwest
ask around town, shreve flow the best off the lid test
if you must, we can take it to the streets and busk
i’m a mutherfuckin monster with elephant tusks
we on point, what’s the fuss–i don’t think you got the guts
i’m rappin for the people that be livin in them ruts
i been stuck, i’ma keep truckin, y’all can keep frontin
in the long run, where we go is cuz we made from nothin
and this is unformed, prior to fire, now light somethin
talk about it, but you walk around it, tight frontin
life’s wantin more, the strife took me prisoner
but i’m slicin mics with hands like edward scissorer
chris is raw, i’m tryin to write and vibe until the sun up
i’m tryna beat this level, last life, got my one up

now i don’t even mess with you grand standers
to me that false shit is worse than fake blam blammers
claimin 8 hammers but you ain’t never touched a crowbar
you puttin in that work? whats to show so far
and i don’t even think you really breakin even
only thing i’m askin you is what’s the reason?
don’t rap to me until your flow’s seasoned
nuthin but that king shit, dissin me thats treason
x2

uh, yeah dissin me that’s treason
nothing but that king shit, dissin me that’s treason
yeah dissin me that’s treason
nothing but that king shit, dissin me that’s treason

- c shreve the professor

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