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letra de k.o.d.u. - d horton

[verse 1]
what’s a king without a…crown
least a queen holding him down, d. horton king of da underground
look what you dummies found
good lawdy woodee that n-gga’s temper’s a shorty
he spazz whenever he recording
he fly then they will be boarding
though they don’t really support him, oh my!
what do we have here?
when he get so fly my dear?
sharp as leonitus’ spear
leonardo di’vinci’s my brother, i have no fear
just put my a4 in gear and just keep my face forward and steer
wait, hol’ up!
back to the basics, face it
back to the wall heart racing
chasing ya dreams like jason, waitin’ on somebody to slip up
to empty this clip of…
lyrical empirical script
does that make me a myth?
we’ll get high off this spliff and try to decipher these hieroglyphs
i’m on my pyro sh-t, don’t know what to t-tle it
that makes you psychotic if you try to recycle it
still can’t get it though
if actions speak louder than words, how he rap so visual?
that christmas flow, young boy so gifted yo
gotta get this, sign him to ya wish list
gym rat to you misfits, him back with a vengeance
i bet his newest ride do the suicide like a slit wrist or a thick chick
young train on fire
lyrics set a silly n-gga brain on fire (gun shots)
bet he hit back with the tic tac or the tic toc
toe tag leave the beat locked inside a ziploc
that’s a metaphor, if i lost you restart it, that’ll reset the score
if death the wages of sin the what we betting for?
unleaded or premium gas 3 z’n him, even tmz ain’t seeing him (whoo)
that boy so destined, rap gods impressed when
whenever he start blessing the microphone and if 16 ain’t enough
i’ll go co co, rap game choke hold, peter in a storm in the middle of a boat flow
still got faith, lil’ n-gga still got weight
fill my plate and tell ’em this was just a warm up

[hook]
say what’s the point of givin’ up man if i died today atleast i lived it up
so many people hit my phone to remind me that i could just give it up
and now they telling me i changed cause it’s just times when i refuse to pick it up
but can you give it up
for the rookie of the year

[verse 2]
who’s that peepin’ through my window of pain, soul on a beat
soles on my feet cost more than some change and my girl don’t get
how i keep buying shoes when i can’t pay rent
and sh-t if she knew that i can’t make sense of a dream to do more than make dollars girl
we been starving girl and we ain’t ate since we was shipped to this bit’
i apologize but i’m a get rich, h-ll i look like waking up at six every day i exist
just so i can pay rent?
excuse my french, fresh off the bench young train
put him in the game and let him spin if you wanna win
on his 20 and it’s 4th and 10
with a minute to go, h-ll i done been here before so bring it
dave got the whole show sangin’
songs bout faith, how the h-ll is homey gone hate? ‘
how the h-ll his phone don’t break? man that boy write a whole d-mn song everyday
man ya song ain’t safe
and yes, i think that one day when the best to ever do it comes up
i’m gone have to cross your mind
they like “boy you done lost your mind”, well maybe
really to be honest if i may
there’s really no difference in the kid that’s brilliant and the kid that went crazy
cause they said he’d never make and he listened to ’em
except the fact that he listened to ’em
so i don’t ever listen to ’em
and yes i know that god makes no mistakes
so while the lord is making me wait, will you please just let me be great (uhh)

[hook]

[outro]
la la la la la laaa (8x’s)

- d horton

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