Isaiah Pharaoh - King Kreep lyrics

Isaiah Verse: Walking into the bank signing shabba ranks Check my rank ya'll ain't got noting me Can't y'all C ADHD Back at the cla** Same dude Jimmy gotta tool Homie thing he cool Sitting watching for the cops This is the ops 98hood White dude showed Homie wa**gud Stone sword Rapping so hard Blood drip from my vocal chord I'm the rap game Hercules King keep Sold my soul to the beat Mercing these Drinking a cupful mercury Perfect be I don't need a mask When I k** Want you know it's me Blowing Nowest leaf But when I speak Drop a verse Drop heres Finna preach Drinking bleach Imma maniac Insane Satin Ionic Offledome brainiac Also be little Like where Wayne be at Choped up syllabus Flow cridicul With the little Riddle ful GIRL II Oso pitiful Still hate her Bruh dating her Dont care Going clutch Got a little fame Off a verse where wasn't saying much They saying much Shout to portals I'm immortal Falecia 98hood Come to the hood Show you was good Talking bout that heat Zay on the beat Talking the clapper Changed to a pharaoh Cause Isaiah do more than a rapper Dolce twa$ golden proph Soon top Bout spas I want yawl to know I could flow I could show Spitting bars in front Of the dresser doe Never lesser doe Top level j**elry Bezzel foolery Catch the attention Of a houchie Whipping a hopptie Scoop me Bring me where scoop be We can record Some horror cor Bout these that We k**ing on these beats Leaving waste in the corridors Yawl sweet Cooking corn in the kettle Belly of the beast Yanking swords Cause I'm brooder Getting text from this broad I dont adore Posted in this costra nostra Life Family dont know It's right Known write Whats the wrong Catch a case Get the bars from the song Eject a clip on every track I'm about to start rapping Like you boy ain't coming back Like family on the line I got the all spark And I'm prime Like I'm trying to make a dime Making beats Desinging tee's And kicking rhymes Intolerable Bother- abal Silica k**ing thee Speaking in first in third person King keep In bodied inside me Thats why my head always hurting To many thoughts Really thots I dont won't won But I wanna win from one I dont own gun So I'm the one that lives Forever Rolling threw this era In a beemer looking cleaner Drinking on a slurpie Eating a fejita Pa**enger seat a Occupied senioreta a And my mother keep bugging me About wanna meet Her talking to some new dude I think I'm bout to leave her