Eddie Ill & D.L. - Krazy Kings Too lyrics

[Bigg Jus] It's the cla**ic underground styles of the urban masters The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (4x) I was once in the land where things would never go right There lived a king who sang a swan song of afternoons and home life Well he was found lost, murdered a mile away in yards and turnpikes God bless little Lune TNS who got in him inhaling a few migraines He stays on the shells and denims Beyond his wildest fantasies never really thought he'd be drilling 'em But ah, BS119 and wore black TVS and a long purple robe Snatched up should portray his weapon Forever flood the maddened chains and keep the revelations guessing Whether through mind over matter mediation Self actualization or even zoning out through deep relaxation Yo, I came across grown men too scared to dream I walked past them as a child with a staff on the south side of Queens Where the wild ones eye the title but sat idle Only thought was attain luxury, like the elevation wasn't vital To keep pace with a crew that rallied back then, I'm treacherous And willpower exploded stars out the path of nexuses A true rebel who's, like, technically inclined to Attract wannabe scientifical gold diggers and forty-niners Empower you or strangle your a** like with the grapevine I'm never out for the fame whereas I was told to bring fame to my name And keep motivated on the down low Like a northbound Jersey packed train, apart from this My crew, tight-knit circle with arsonists quick to set it Like the rain forest gon' get chopped down regardless to who you are If you ain't really witness the invisible The clairvoyant rhyme blizzard, the tech hold arson as a missile It's like, as I approach the two three hearts d**h's in the blow Still one sixteenth of a gram is critical when it enters, so It's the cla**ic underground styles of the urban masters The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (x4, alternating Bigg Jus, El-P) [El-P] sh**, I feel asphyxiated I wear the city air like wet leather Alone, though the populace dwells so closely together Alarmingly dependent on technology I was raised as a child to keep me one Trying to outrun white noise from my TV keeps me numb Mr. Disgusted, fortified, ill as confunksion God's son, not a martyr but a fresh working member of a collective Who travel through the blazing light as my corpse is dissected Cell pack, give 'em a little something extra on the set Licking a slug at Brandon Lee just to be offensive like Tet Told the redbone you can't comprehend, s** alone can't fulfill me Just cause I'm p-noid don't mean the government's not trying to k** me The krazy king to whom even himself remains anonymous From conditioning to remnants of sarcasm and broken promises To myself, born to be the b-boy of stealth clashes Who plot a point on the graph for every crab that he harra**es Citizens blitzkrieg nihilistic heart of dark euthanasia Fifty thousand pen and pain phrase in alphabetical arrangement Caught a CAT scan to color print my delusion and frame it Battle my old pseudonym with a quote from Cold Fusion explain sh** Before the three wheels hit the target I'mma get a new life market, with bells on But can only seem to fall all over harlots and sirens And ignore those who really love me Who in truth embody the rarity of true starlets My man had a humor that's expressing and gentle We played backgammon all night Smoking Kool cigs till the sun entered the temple From a bad merger of substance of hell his brain swelled It filled with liquid in October, trouble and on a bus to AC When I saw his grave, I had the cubans so I doubled him And affirmed to teach myself to float my way more credit And discern between self-loathing and the love to keep them separate And blitz commander won because his offal needs a medic You must expedite functions of truth and stick to it Choose a concrete and bad noise to burn fluid Rubble becomes structure from the beauty of confusion Alchemy: heal your pain with art, learn to use it [Bigg Jus] It's the cla**ic underground styles of the urban masters The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (10x)