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letra de the kingdom - dope lxrd

[verse 1:]
god with a pen gonna pop me an endone pill just to chill at the wheel b-tch
9 to the 5 and then 5 to the 9 i be high all the time on the billies
define how to rap in like half of the time while they grind and they grind and it’s silly
copped me some lines of the white and now i’m alright for the night do you feel me? (aye!)
i’m gonna rap till i go, supernova with the flow (whoo whoo!)
they talk bout packets of snow, but they don’t actually know (no!)
i’m gonna smash em and smoke, like i was packing a cone (-cone sound effect-)
they got a habit for dope, in love with the raps that i grow
my spitting was written on a mission of religion to bring life to a satanic bible
you put c-nts in the places that are my occupation and the c-nts ain’t manage i know
328 that i’m repping, to your mates i’m a weapon, yeah to them i’m a savage idol
i just be so offensive, that it damage your senses, -ssault ears and i barrage eyeb-lls
i’m god to the opps, they fear despair that i’ll pop them all off, lad they all acting tough
when the parks picked out nah they acting rocking up
so i really ask you who’s the gronk out of us
are you a b to the i to the tch
cos your buds are some duds like it’s tch
shadow people make you shake you don’t see me mate
cos when our paths do cross it’ll be too late

[hook:]
they throwing dirt on my name, i might just burst into flames (burst into flames)
they tryna surf on my wave, i ain’t gon turn down the b-ss (turn down the b-ss)
they throwing dirt on my name, i might just burst into flames (burst into flames)
they tryna surf on my wave, i ain’t gon turn down the b-ss (turn down the b-ss)

[verse 2:]
imagine if i didn’t go snapping attacking and spazzing with raps till the mic broke
the craziest cat my energy release on a beat like a pip full of ice smoke
she whispers to me that im just like a god tell the b-tch that these things that i know
ill run up on stage just to f-ck up your face then go back to the shadow in the night glow
328 we coming through, tell all these p-ssies to move (move!)
3 to the 2, 8 we do not f-ck with your crew (no!)
when i come move through, all of these cats are gon lose (lose!)
they be like blues clues, figuring out what i do (do!)
still got a shotty full loaded and pumped up
riding round town on the hunt for some dumb c-nts
drugs in my brain satisfy screaming f-ck love
up in the front i’m a hundred and one up (whoo whoo whoo!)
up in the front i’m a hundred and one up
riding windows down smoking blunts in the summer
a car full of adlays ready to plunder (aye!)
who said the noose is tied, won’t stop on the beat till i’m crucified (whoo!)
the lord will just fall and rise, suicide on a beat but they all will die (aye!)
if they try come for the crown, unspeakable things that i’ll do right now (right now!)
rappers talk lies right now, got doubts bout the claims that you buy pounds

[verse 3:]
bars in my brain like a shot to your arm of the amps and the grams of the cocaine
og kush cos i ain’t smoking bush when i’m spending them bands on the dope mane
alone in the woods i’m the stoner that could splash a man cover blood on his whole face
addicted to bands but the difference is man that your still ticking grams on the doll mate (aye!)
i might go order more, lad i need to serve packets for all of y’all (aye aye!)
dressed in my audemars, don’t play out my story like audibles (whoo!)
i’m headed straight to top, i came with the sk!lls that they do not got (nah!)
b-tch i be making a lot, whipping up cash from the caine in the pot (whoo!)
come in with the b-ss, come in with the blades and then run up your mates (whoo!)
all of these c-nts are just fake, if you’re a real one then come my way (aye!)
shortie done sucked my d-ck, kissed your lips then you f-cked your b-tch (ouch!)
all of these c-nts not rich, they see what i do lad they all want is this (yeah!)
b-lls deep in a sl-t, all keen on us bruh, whole team getting f-cked (ahhhh!)
imma d-ck down the b-tch and then leave her in love with the senior of drugs (aye!)
fiends wanna know where the speed at, p-ss em a g and they p-ss me the greens back (cash!)
imma pull up on the street lad, set up my shop sell out then i leave lad

- dope lxrd

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