KING Karlemagne - The Deliverance (#FE2) lyrics

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KING Karlemagne - The Deliverance (#FE2) lyrics

[Intro] Uh, yeah M-m-m-mic check? Ha! Alright yeah Let me catch wreck a little bit [Verse 1] Ok, I'm back to destroy, half of these cats with the voice These ba*tards whack I'm annoyed, s** like Mike Jack with the boys Don't make me have to deploy, a pack of savages off And they'll show up like UPS minus the package of course Man, all your raps are a bore; sh** you get back handed for Plus your flow has way less punches, than Mannie Pac versus Floyd Mean while I rap on steroids, I drop an track they rejoice Attached to my sword, swinging it like Brad did in Troy Your girl's like batman with toys, she says you whack in the bed I'm a need all eyes on me, 2Pac is back from the dead Biggie just rose out his grave, and Pun is gasping instead Of all these f*ggots who spread this whack sh** i'll bash in their heads Snap till I'm stacking this bread, drive pa** and laugh at the Feds For profiling me as just another black man with dreads s**er this a Caesar cut, bag hoes at my leisure, trust They all just agree to f**, the fact that I am me's enough It's pitiful, who's laughing now? Bet you I can back them down Smack a clown, I'm back around, cooking up this platinum sound I gots to have my revenge, bars are wet bags of cement You're either with me or against me nobody straddle the fence Reason I have this resentment is i've been battling since, when Momma worked and went to school, she didn't have all the rent I barely had any friends, and they would laugh at me since I am of African descent and now they have to repent From where it's cold and frigid, the block where no one's timid Had dreams frozen pendents, never be co-dependent I still be reminiscing, stop through and pose a minute See how my foes surrendered? I hope they know I'm splendid Knew then I'd go and get it, leap of faith I'm going “ribit" Kermit, I'm just sipping tea, smiling as she licks on me I've always kept it a thousand, still got the s**y ones shouting Some how the skeptics are doubting; what they expect, I'd be pouting? That sh** is corny, ain't it? Me I was born to make hits I'll be on Foreign Exchanged six; by the time they're on or make it Been through the storm, I ain't quit; I prayed to god for spaceships House with enormous gates, prick; hiring broads for maintenance f** being formal, aye b**h; after my performance they strip f** till morning shades lift; when I am gone then they split Time to move on, ok trick? five stars the norm, my favorite Motels are more than basic, ain't that where Norman Bates lives? Whips like a dominatrix, hey, you ain't hurting me, Jack f** all your nursery raps, put you in dirt for your naps Oh you ain't heard? Well, I'm back! Take that sh** personal black Could never be a hair dresser cause I'd just murder these tracks I speak to God everyday, and he's been chirping me back He said the nerve of this cats, they say a word then react Wait now, observe me attack, man I deserve all these racks Need all of these birds in my trap, a pound of herb in the sack Make it some purp I'll relax [Interlude] Hahaha, yeah y'all don't want me me in my bag man That's what I sound like when I'm just playing around But let me secure the win real quick It's the kid, respect me! [Verse 2] I'm used to wearing torn up clothes, never made the honor roll Stunting now we're worlds apart, ask me we were born as close Fly boy, get paid more than most, I said that to torture foes Condos, hell yeah I want those, to shoot p**nos with my foreign hoes Confidence I conquer with, calm as sh** still harm a prick Flash like the alarm is lit, I get around like Karma kid Had to prove them wrong with this, voyage to deliverance It's part two now the bomb is lit, call me King, the arsonist Bet they know whose charm this is, I got this sh** from Goldie co*k s**ers they know me, man I'm off the block-- no goalie Sex is what you owe me, if you're married keep it low key She said Karl smack and choke me, like a Jihad bet she'll blow me And then it's back to glory, cop it all like Axel Foley Ask who knows me, I'm ten steps way pa** you phonies In my own category, can't lift my crown that's too heavy Living legend in the flesh, someone get my statue ready KING!