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letra de almighty - joell ortiz & kxng crooked

almighty lyrics
[intro: joell ortiz]
i don’t think i ain’t got my ear to the streets (you know)
i hear the chit chatter
yeahhh

[verse 1: joell ortiz]
uh, alrighty, all hail the almighty, despite all of your false id
allergies that occupy the top, you’re cream of the crops, all slightly
light in the ass, i’m all lightning
jab, jab, cross, jab, uppercut, jab, look
i’m all brooklyn like zabs hook
my ab took money before rap, i was partnering with some bad crooks
looking like your pops in the face, i had your dad shook
shorty don’t get popped in the face or get that ass whooped
grew up where crack cook, you typing on a apple
i’m from the rotten apple, different vеrsion of how max look
extended clip, diesеl like shaq foot
my rap book, saved a lot of n-ggas from that pain i was giving out, that ten i was dishin’ out
not to crack fiends, i’m talking about the last scene, where kane was just spitting out
looking up at stacey, now you gotta stay sit (oh)
they say, “you keep playin’ with fire, you burn”
every time i play with fire, i acquired returns on my investment
and lessons you’ll be dyin’ to learn
like don’t sleep on dishonesty and lying to earn
every time i’m on a beat, i treat it like it’s my turn
the verdicts out to your hearing’s adjourned is firm
put my life in these sentences, it’s bars forever
i put scars together, regardless whoever, your market is better
all you marks mark for death when i mark up this paper
i’m grade a, accordin’ to legends that’s markin’ my paper
so when you act like you the best, that’s awkward behavior
but don’t call me the savior, i’m just awesomely favored
when you got rappin’ power, you could take half a bar off like it’s happy hour (haha)
my chat devours half you cowards, please don’t pass me flowers till my casket’s lowered or i’m ashes, here’s a classic yaowa
[interlude]
we use words like honor, code, loyalty
we use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something (yeah)
you use them as a punchline

[verse 2: kxng crooked]
i grew up where crip signs are threw up, they dressed like suicide bombers, their clothes blew up (get ’em)
my burner is the star trek enterprise, the hard tech energize, lift your whole crew up (yo)
you cappin’ like kirk tho, n-gga where your work go?
still passin’ hoes, ’round the circle, no
one main b-tch that’ll murk yo, ass is smashin’ the purple turbo porsche, going berserko (stop)
your body drop while i’m knockin’ out some features
going dumb in the booth like n-ggas droppin’ outta english after sockin’ out the teacher
i crocodile my sneakers, i’m flippin’ policemen off with pac poppin’ out the speakers (hail mary)
i was that poor kid climbin’ in your window, fix me a bowl of cereal
then i just stole your stereo, sold that sh-t on imperial
f-ck with my old material, my bars bring death to your ears (but you don’t hear me tho)
bust a cap ’cause i’m hardcore, double back that’s a encore
couple mask in a duffel bag and a hunnid racks in the car door
long beach over bags, n-ggas got colostomies
striking up the gang tag on million dollar property
get hit with choppers properly, they spit with high velocity
blast master chris sh-t, this is my philosophy (huh)

[outro]
di di di da di di di di di da de de
we can get you touch if you in new york or l.a. (hard!)
honor, code, loyalty

- joell ortiz kxng crooked

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