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letra de not most kings - lucid dreams

mein nahi kho raha huu, understand me?
porque soy intocable, understand me?
guns, hons and drumkits all wanna bang me
cause i’m just k!lling any f-cking beat they hand me
why are y’all so angry? wailing like a banshee
my crew’s a f-cking family, you marvel like you stan lee
girls losing panties, my plan’s to win some grammys
take god out the bible and you’ve got hip-hop sans me
hold up y’all i’m truly — f-cked up my mind is woozy
these lyin’ dudes are 2d, i ignore ’em and i do me
and they all just wanna chew me, in my rearview they pursue me
i mean i knew you couldn’t move me, could you please at least amuse me?
and this girl i’m with’s cutie, everything about her juicy
the dude she with is fruity and i think that’s why she’s moody
but baby this is beauty, yeah appreciate the view
and the sickness has been cured, i’m alleviating you
and h-ll yes i’m feeling greedy, feverish like the bee gees
these georgia girls are freaky, getting head cause life is peachy
man i’m at the top like zz, so these other dudes can’t reach me
eat your wheaties, drink your fiji, in your dreams you may defeat me
verses sweeter than a kiwi, and i’m speaking it so easy
believe me this is breezy, so just flee cause you can’t beat me
on the beach sippin’ martinis with these three freaks in bikinis
and you couldn’t wish for better if you had a f-cking genie
and they all got some deedees, and i’m in the lab like dexter
k!lling ’em in secret and then checking the blood texture
“hey lucid, what happened, i thought you were the next ter’
blow, you fell off,” oh yeah? check right back here next year
so right…this is fo’ life
you f-cking garbage dudes, that’s that sh-t i don’t like
word is born right? y’all need that plan b
the bar’s been set again, forreal, understand me?

i’ve been mia; my apologies to rap
but i’mma always keep it real, no apologies for that
if you rap and you’re wack, then my policy’s attack
’til i give you lupe eyes and all you see is black
i’m throwing up in this talented coffin
sick, floating high on my galaxy loftin’
got threes on my shoulders, i’ve been carrying boston
bossin’ around on my chariot flossin’
oh look, i’m apparently awesome
and i skipped all that therapy, dear parents we lost him
i just needed clarity to balance these problems
but i knew that i would win cause failure ain’t an option
i just wanna chill with my crew and smoke dutches
with some girls that won’t judge us and unconditionally love us
hurt dudes still hold grudges, realize you won’t budge us
and we stay running forward while they just be running from us
now tell me that don’t sound amazing
ain’tnothing ‘bout me’s staged ‘cept the ground that i’m gracing
i don’t play that safe sh-t, nothing to break into
i’m just on that purp now, burning that mace windu
f-ck it i blot it blazed, don’t claim that you not amazed
drinking saki on a suzuki, we in osaka bay
love affair with igna’nce, go let that flocka play
lame dudes can lean back but please make sure you rock away
okay, yeah, we said it
please excuse my crew for being so weed-scented
dudes up on facebook asking to get refriended
oh sorry, i must’ve missed it, you go ahead and re-send it
i’m so through with these wack dudes
don’t make me instagram your chick’s face in my lap, ooh
hit me for collabs, like “dear lucid, i rap too!”
you forgot the w, b-tch – i f-cking wrap you
look here’s the fact: i’ve been nice & ignored you
but if you don’t shut your mouth, guaranteed i’ll do it for you
kobe is too selfish, i focus on the score too
so when i 24, remember i do it for you
for those girls with fat deirri aires who don’t really care
and women from paris who correct me saying “perrier”
you belong at the top, so i will carry you
and when we finally make it, i swear – i’m getting buried there

most kings lose their heads with the crown on it
me, i’mma lean back on the throne and smoke a pound on it
that mainstream cat the fans underground wanted
truth is that i’m already here, i let my sound flaunt it
i am not most kings
burn your history books, i am not those kings
i don’t even want those things
bring that crown underground, i am not those kings

- lucid dreams

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