King Los - #SwayInTheMorning Freestyle lyrics

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King Los - #SwayInTheMorning Freestyle lyrics

Ayo, my alphabetic arsenal and awesome arithmetic are actually attributes adding artistic apprenticeship/ Absolutely a animal/ Accurately articulate/ academically acrobatic attaching a apparatus advancing attack and average a**a**ins and agonizing antagonists an*lyzing an*lytical an*lysts/ an*lysis algebraic astrologist/ approximately a**ail/ Accomplished archeologists/ Anatomically agile/ a**essive aberration/ abrasive amplication/ abandoned... That's straight A's, Listen I beat the mic like fike and lean ya Treat the mic like Ike and Tina Feed a dyke my pipe then leave her See the ice on the brightling cleaner Jesus Christ sway, I'm like a fever, Im on fire I'll blaze the place, make sure my waves is straight Then play the custom made beige and grape Bathing Apes If you on fire, I'mma smash your single Cuz I'm tryin to get Starbucks and I don't mean cappuccino While you sleep, I'mma hold the pistol, under your nose And watch it wake you up like it's Folgers crystal Better get your thin scratch together When I battle it's a show, so I'm dropping ten stacks or better I'm the best n***a, you got nerve If I pop my trunk, it B 2 K's Then "You got served" See I gotta keep the fifth and his twin brother Pack enough heat to turn Michael his original skin color b**hes call me papi, I give 'em the pipe I got the sickest charm, Rocky, frigid with ice And my six is all co*ky, kid it with pipes New Edition, like Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike Yeah they call me the squadk**er, everything I say is hot Sway I spit flames hotter than Godzilla Got a gun named Moses I'm in the club with it Cuz it can part the Red Sea on your Cubs fitted I embarra** and smash your man Ayo sway I'm on fire like the American flag back in Pakistan Run in your trap and I'mma bang you in it Leave you stiff like you just put on your jacket Look, don't send the shook type to challenge me My whole crew full of stars, so from afar we look like a galaxy I ain't bigger than anybody Skinny in that big body But when I spit I feel like big in a skinny body Cig and mini shotty Dig for them digits papi 'fore I pop and leave your wig and your fitted sloppy I'm a mothaf**in' giant, high midget top me Mini-Me a** n***as copy but spit it sloppy Son of a gun, I think the fifth did adopt me And named me time, cuz nothin' in this b**h could stop me I distribute on the block, when I pivot, watch me I'm in a drop, how you riding in the civic co*ky Man the chicks I poke will grab your cash up And the sh** y'all smoke, I'd rather pa** up Rules to block: Don't ever change I'm way outta your range Your a canoe, I'm a yacht I'm a zoo, you a fox You a Q, I'mma box I'mma Jew, you a rock.. Listen.. Look, n***as couldn't last in my trenches The wrath of my vengeance is drafted through the dramatic craft of my sentence I'm a ba*tard, what's endless Disastrous limits Sporadic maniac rapper, matched with a chemist Attached with Olympic spectacular swag and my image A tactical mental set minister Ma**ive affliction I had a vision of prediction A vast premonition Of cashing the tradition of my last intuition I craft with precision I've mastered division and math The ad-dition if the cla** with decision Sway, I had it with this sh** I'm sick of battling babbling graduates with that of a battered arithmetic Vigorous heart, I'm ridiculous smart My intelligence ends where my curriculum starts Centrifugal force of art Multiplied by thought, equals The action of the fraction if describing my part I'm the critical, critical, political pinnacle You're a minimal minuscule cynical interlude I will finish, diminish you the minute you send it through I'm the Dennis the Menace of the minute you sent it to I'll replenish their sentence with a pen and an interview And again its for hindering, pretending and ripping dudes Reversible progression And I stayed on beat like I just got took off for a personal possession This verse is just a lesson For the surfacing questions An I'm purposely addressing n***as searching for direction Scar told me, d**h ain't nothing but birth in reverse If you end up hurting me first, ill throw the hurst in reverse Then it's splurt the verse in reverse without rehearsing it first Illest n***a alive, I put these jerks in the dirt My verse two, hurt you, worse than my verse do, but my verse three, that's way worse than my verse two So to verse me, that's version of virtue Remember when I spit that verse in reverse, that verse is k**ing me Who wants to be the first to adverse my versatility n***a feel me Look, I say I'm hotter than the Devil with a fever wearing a leather and a beater in a sweater while he eatin' a jalapeño fajita With a bookbag, full of heat pads, with a skully on and a ski mask with the heat on in a E cla** at Exxon with a speedpa** I'm rippin' and runnin' and grippin' the tek Anyone of these labels gonna give me a check? If you giving me products, I'm getting you wet If I did it, I done it, so give me respect King