King Los - 6'7 Foot (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1 - Los] Okay my work out devastating it petrify haters I personally train amazing then I exercise greatness You ain't sh** my set repping when its war on I have two n***as pushup and show you four arms Wh-wh-what you boys on I pull up in the latest car Ya'll n***as ain't doing squat that's why you never raised a bar My ring work like Mayweather with a steady jab And my chain swing like Pacquiao on a heavy bag My j**eler my cut man,Your girlfriend my stuntman She jump off on camera,Legs spread like the jump man Im on the run,Damn you dont see how hard I go Jumping in and out of ropes you dont see my cardio Audio k**er I play the a**a**in role Ya'll n***as Degra**i, I'm more like the gra**y knoll You about to have me go,Dress up in my granny clothes Hop up out that wheelchair and snipe you off your patio Your girl a pistachio I dont give a f** about her Only see what's cracking with her just to get that nut out her Gun powder,bullet shells,leather gloves,knuckles out Zero in and take that shot shootings what the f** im about Luck is out it's all sk** no bluffing out that war pill s**ers out leave substance gushing out his skull still Heart filled with rage and terror,Body every punchline Put me in a cage with lions I'm gone think it's lunch time Front line soldier sh** knee cap shoulder hits Marksman with the flow chip your tooth if its over bit It's over with elite flow boom bam finito Got wrapped in a bag,Cool ranch doritos Your favorite rapper cool but I'm 30 more below I show a little muscle like a Jersey Shore guido I hurt your little ego f** around and get rocked to sleep Rappers can't get at me it feel like I locked my tweets I got you b**hes accepted just like a DM Cause I ain't got to mention you but you still get the message My sh** perfected get your weapon if you scared n***a You a trick I'm on my strick and Trina you don't know Nann n***a Yeah n***a I'm talking to you n***a Look you in your eye,your heart'll fall in your shoe n***a Y-y-you n***as try Los never a smart choice I promise you boo-boo Kevin Hart voice Aw boy I done went to rock them, sock them mode Knock him out his shoes and socks I'm on his heels like doctor soles Lock and I loadco*k and I pop-pop-pop until the shots in the top of his flow Locking his block and I'm clocking his dough like I'm Dropping the rocks in the pot on the stove Dr-dr-droping the top and im clocking his ho Put my foot in his a** until his pockets is low Then I'm airing him out until his oxygen low b**h n***as step up a notch in your flow Cause you not on my level stop jocking me ho Stop watching me prophecy probably says Them n***as that's top on me probably did But you can get properly shot in the head (BLAAAOOOOW) Now what makes you never heard no sh** this sick before A-n-r's bring your pistols we gone have a bidding war I mean f** else I got to say best rapper alive every body else died today