Dwayne Kyng - That Part Cypher lyrics

[Verse 1: PhysicalGamerz] It's been twenty-six years but yet you owe me one Top dogs to the lonely son Twenty more that feel, that got my real [?] that can't compare Everybody wanna stand this dare Motherf**ers really think that I'm a problem [?] tie him with his suit to [?] Hey, when do you want me to do that part? It's the man of his dreams, you better get some balls Wrong skin only takes one call, wrong kid only takes [?] More lies to the [?] My mind's so gone, I'm free, I do not get rest 16 is what I do best Heard of me? Oh, you have not yet PG, motherf**er, you only arrange the stress I came to pop the yes, make 'em drop the rest, if not the lies Now my mind's corrupt, how many people follow [?] [?] you a pawn in this game, and these days ain't the same! I'm not caged in and I won't lie [?], then at one time, [?], that I won't buy [?] [Verse 2: ImDontai] [Intro] Um, this is gonna be a little different Uh, this verse is, uh, gonna take place in the mind of an African American burglar Uh, they save Black Lives Matter, but we still doing the same stuff I be the G that be creepin at night Black hoodie right next to the peephole light Dim lit flicker when I twist it, little misfit I'm shifting through the dance poor floor Lock, pick one ring, fifty keys hang from it Mask on my face, can't tell who done it Ill intention when I rush in Did I mention that I'm shoving any witness in the oven? Like a gymnast, I'm foldin' You were so pissed, that I'm sold in (awkward) Autocorrect and you think you select It's making me stress, the bu*tons I press It's not what the rest, I'm willing to [?] onto the next Knock knock, opened up the door and he got socked Opened up his drawers, then I co*ked rocks Took a [?] purse, under the mirrors, a photo verse I slow-mo curse, fuuuuuck I opened up the oven, caught a n***a bluffin' Had him crying when I stuffed 'em Another black man, wanna rob Chose to hit a liquor, instead of pickin' up a job It's black-on-black, it's wack in fact We pick up gats, and blast that cast for different racks Spread some cash, we ain't gone last, we fallin' fast These cops is trash, they ain't gone help yo' a** Man, they not, man. They just not. Damn. They say Black Lives Matter, but we still doing the same sh** [Verse 3: Koollee] Got me feelin' like back then, they didn't know me Now I'm hot, who's all on me No contemplatin', the situation's [?] perpetratin' All cause I'm cultivatin' Don't disturb my meditation, f** around and wake up in a bakin' basement for entertainment I know ya heard that part, n***as sweet as Pop Tarts Time [?], any n***a tryna catch my [?] [?] catch my bait and put some respect on my name before you get disclaimed Me no f** with lames or these fakes, tell my homies, "that's facts" Imma ride or die, motherf**ers tryna hide or lie, getting high on their own supply That ain't do or die, motherf**er, that's suicide You want the truth or lies? I rise, why you think they call me Koollee High? f** a discus [?] disrespect a woman and you'll be on more fire than Mr. & Mrs. Smith [?], I got a 16 better than your imitations Old head stop playing on your limitations No explanation, my bars are invasions You get smoked like you in rotations Keep my name outta all your statements, no conversations Hold the pavement, Ls are givin' to you Like a nomination, this is the [?] Stop playin' with me, man. Tell 'em f** with me. KDJP, you f** with one of us, you f** with all of us, man. That's the definition of a squad, boy. f** outta here I don't know was that good? (Yeah) It was? [Verse 4: Jinx] (That part) (That part) Gary, Indiana, most somethin' like cannibal, verses all flammable (That part) Sleepin' on the fire, breathin' dragon tail, waggin' till I burn the whole village like a Godzilla, villa Six dots on yo' head, like ya' real name Krillin f** 'em all, k** 'em all off [?], barrel in his mouth, let 'em rip his jaws off Livin' life on the edge, pray to God I never fall off, y'all off Call ya baby mama, tell her get her f**in' drawers off (that part) Higher than a plane, Snoop Lion is flyin' over a planet full of giants, while he lookin' for a lighter I spit quicker, I spit sicker Jack The Ripper with six pistols and six [?], I'm that n***a (that part) Drown you and n***as, say bye to your [?] Even Hannibal Lecter wouldn't f** with my k**ers I war, play chicken with six cars Fortune teller said "d**h", so I k**ed her with the cars Goin' hardest then I ever, I'm heaven sent, [?] should not give a f** if I'm irrelevant, uh Sensei, I juggle with six blades and cut you in six ways Then leave ya for six days, my sick ways won't allow me to conversate with the fans, f** that, I'm better off dead [Verse 5: Dwayne Kyng] I'm 'bout to go in. Sorry for the wait It's the king, and you know I'm in the buildin' I'm like a dentist, the way I'm hurtin' they feelings I'm the father now, now look at all my children I'm so sick that imma need some penicillin I should be a [?] the way y'all master the pen I'm like a lion, don't enter my den I wanna come up like I masturbate Screw tryna be good, I'm tryna be more than great It's hard to innovate with all these fakes I serve 'em like D&B, Dave & Busters Milly Rock on yo' grave, but let it burn like Usher Make you spookin' like a ghost, no [?] and Miller You be like Danny Phantom, look in the mirror, be like "Damn, he handsome" Kidnap ya girl, ya came for ransom When I spit on the mic, it's magic No Channing Tatum, [?] I could murder any beat, like my name was Jason Roast you harder than Dontai, [?] then you be on the entree Mess with Koollee, be shootin' clips like movies Matter of fact, we turn it into Call of Duty Both from Maryland, that's double duty Make ya girl say, "ya" with a little Uzi Man, I keep it so damn unruly All I do is spit facts, and that's absolutely Yeah, that was the King. That part. I don't wanna, oh man, I just want, that part. Alright, deuces. Hey!