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letra de what would king von do? - scru face jean

[verse 1: scru face jean]
you a contradictin’ coward who just sour you ain’t right
is my family full of felons or am i not about that life?
i caught him in the lie, swear to god, samad could help you write
tell him we ain’t do that song because of all them twitter slights
i told him, “leave alone,” he dissin’ sneaky, though, and yeah, i peeped it, bro
now you n-ggas work in the community, no tv show
i can tell you ain’t really got sh-t by the receipts you show
really tried to say i f-cked my man’s girl, that’s evil, bro
i hope it ain’t the person that i’m thinkin’ ’cause you need to know
that i could prove that i was with that girl before she speaked to bro
i ain’t make those vidеos private because wе beef a hoe
probably didn’t notice they was private when you leaked them, though
but now i you panicked, tryna hack my private videos
and lyin’ ’bout a f-ckin’ leak like that’s some sh-t we didn’t know
now i flew a f-ckin’ fan out? you ain’t honest, ho
never flew out nothin’ in my life, but yeah, you got it, bro
can’t rap to ’em, cap to ’em, thye ain’t gotta know
but understand it’s evidence to prove it and i got it, bro
if yo’ next sh-t is based on that sh-t, you ’bout to choke
talkin’ ’bout my seed, f-ck n-gga, now we gotta go
what about yo’ kids? hope nothin’s in your closet, bro
you start talkin’ families, make sure you got a nicer home
make sure you love your wife at home, make sure that you don’t fight at home
you opened up your diss-suckin’ d-ck, you don’t feel slightly gross?
freaky-ass boy, how you dissin’ while you slobbin’, bro?
mom and dad gon’ know and parker gon’ be like, “that’s not my bro”
he like, “when i fake my reactions, it’s in the title, bro”
but people feel you fake all your reactions, check your comments, ho
and reactin’ to eminem rappin’ not the problem, bro
but dissin’ someone ’cause you want his pole makes you an honest ho
why your flow sound like spoken word?
that sh-t is awful, bro
‘nother n-gga dissed me, said i don’t got music with my bro
he was wrong, but you was extra wrong, i guess y’all sharin’ notes
said a blind man not blind, nah, not even, bro
you said a nigerian ain’t nigerian, we even, ho
now you even tryna take my culture, what a demon, yo
not yoruba, not awisa, i’m igbo if you need to know
yeah, i took a break from white rappers, you know the reason, though?
for a little second, i noticed that’s all i seemed to show
and i ain’t want my page to look like yours, i took a real approach
as i thought it was wrong to not give room to let my people flow, b-tch
[interlude: scru face jean]
wait, wait-wait, this, this n-gga
[this n-gga think my son is…?]
i gotta tap into somethin’ different, hold on

[verse 2: scru face jean]
okay, he lied again
they gonna lie for him ’cause they are not my friend
what can they do? sit and cry for him and watch him die again
i’m hot as sh-t, everything i drop has been some honest sh-t
you biden, b-tch, every single drop, you playin’ politics
clap the chrome, break a happy home, hope y’all don’t ever split
oh sh-t, guess everybody leakin’, hope he got the kids
he droppin’ fast, but he droppin’ tracks, don’t put no sauce on it
what’s the point of f-ckin’ droppin’ quick if you keep droppin’ sh-t?
i got it dude, it’s all logical, he went to private school
gave rap a listen, then he capped an image ’cause he’s not as cool
you keep talkin’ ’bout nebraska, boy, but you should stop it, dude
got some calls from omaha, i promise you that’s not the move
chris, you thought you had some jock in you, became a soccer dude
had some boo-boos, f-ckin’ “wah, wah, goo-goo,” probably flopped a few
looked for somethin’ easier to do and then you stopped it, dude
why your passion didn’t overcome it? you a softie, dude?
they don’t get it yet? okay, well, f-ck it then, let’s walk ’em through
started rappin’, now his hair is blonde, okay, we got it, dude
gotta get your culture somewhere, i ain’t knockin’ you
but talk about my son again, i’m askin’ what king von would do
you reached out in 2019 and then you dropped the loot
nine days later, start reactin’, oh, i’m honored, dude
treat daniel like my son, you know that i mr. miyagi’d you
i think that the real problem is i wouldn’t talk to you
why you keep on bringin’ shady records, do they sponsor you?
is that why you glazin’? did you sell out like a prostitute?
why you keep on kickin’ f-ckin’ lies, bro, bro, we got the proof
we don’t care if you apologize after they moppin’ you
i’d respect it if you said it before they was mobbin’ you
i’d respect it if you said it before they was washin’ you
you super freak on disses, chewin’ meat, did it to dotta, too
[interlude: knox hill]
yes, hah, oh, right there, daddy, i mean dotta
what’s he doing with his mouth?
let nature take it’s course, kids
okay, don’t-don’t look at that (<ι>oh, that gross)

[verse 3: scru face jean]
copyright bar you said to me, did it to dotta, too
first you copied em, then copied nate, okay, you got it, dude
but you such a copycat, you f-cked around and copied you
yeah, this hip-hop music for the people that done got abused
matter fact, let’s talk abuse, what about alcohol abuse?
did you have some f-ckin’ jägerbombs, a couple schnapps in you?
got up in that car, yo, boys and girls, no no, this not the move
talkin’ ’bout me takin’ care of kids like you responsible
you know if they take away your license, they gon’ walk to school
you move like a cop, ironically, they had the cops on you
you keep crashin’ out a new name, i’m glad they stoppin’ you
you piece of sh-t, if all you wanted shot, you could’ve called us
let them on a cody rhode’, they got me cookin’ stardust
actin’ like i’m tryna use your name to get my star up
but literally use my name in every single song, bruh
raise you heard if you ever heard somebody dissin’ jean, bruh
like a whole genre with one f-ckin’ song, bruh

[interlude: scru face jean]
um, in times like this i ask myself, “what would king von do?”
[vese 4: scru face jean]
i ain’t diss you ’cause samad was with you
but you not official, now i’m on the loose
it breaks my heart that he would take a loss
so d-mn personal and move oppy, too
i wanna ask ’em what allah would do
but now i’m askin’ what king von would do
i’m loaded up so now i gotta shoot
i finna pop right out like the babadook
you say a lot of sh-t without a lot of proof, how many times i show you that you ain’t talk the truth?
the worst type of youtube rapper, you the reason that they think we all the goofs
this whole time, thought i was battlin’ luke gawne again, oh wait, you not the dude?
i guess eminem cosplay just startin’ to be a whole genre, too
a n-gga said that he got me on no jumper, buddy was lyin’, too
they ain’t never even talked to you, they sent you one dm you ain’t responded to
still think that i’m lyin’? okay, f-ck it then, let me drop the proof
said he got me some sponsors too, but how’d it contact me if i ain’t contact you?
and that was like in november, but for years i’ve been gettin’ sponsored views
go and chop that fable, tell me the labels that you done shopped me, too
i’m used to these n-ggas lyin’ on me, i just hope your fans keep you honest, dude
you start to show that you not the bro that you claim to be when you on the ‘tube
i hope this shows with they biases, how they lyin’ sh-t ’cause they don’t rock with scru
overhype any n-gga that’s gon’ diss me, that sh-t is awkward, too
i wonder why they ain’t do the same for samad, well, i think i got a clue
one day, he gon’ look back at how we movin’ now and then probably puke
this n-gga was talkin’ ’bout my son (what would king von do?)
this p-ssy boy gon’ have to run me my ones (what would king von do?)
this f-ckboy was talkin’ ’bout my mom (what would king von do?)
he lie on me on every single song (what would king von do?)

[outro]
and i don’t even f-ck with drill like that (what would king von do?)
but you pushed me to a whole ‘nother level (what would king von do?)
and f-ckboy, stop lyin’ (what would king von do?)
you want this sh-t to be kendrick verse drake so bad (what would king von do?)
you forcin’ angles that ain’t even real and you gettin’ disproven every time
n-ggas just acceptin’ it
stop rappin’ like a f-ckin’ malfunctionin’ computer, bro
work on your flow, and to bruh-bruh
why did you blatantly lie about no jumper, gang?
if you got me some sponsors, i just need to see the paper ’cause the verdict is out on that, too
you was on your sh-t talkin’ like you made me, gang
you willin’ to lie to your audience for that?
and i get it, you tryna passive-aggressively get back at me while maintainin’ your “i’m everybody’s buddy” brand
but i promise you, i wouldn’t have to keep gettin’ at you if you didn’t keep doin’ weird sh-t
i promise i be wantin’ to like you, black man, i promise
but you just be makin’ that sh-t impossible sometimes, gang (6ix)

- scru face jean

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