King Los - Without Me lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, how you gonna do this s**t without me? [Hook/Chorus] How you gon’ do this s**t without me? (x4) Study all my s**t and pretend you forgot about me (x2) [Verse 1] Ring around the rosy, roundhouses and Ronda Rousey N****s try to kick it this wicked, but don’t arouse me That s**t be making me drowsy, all your s**t be making me drown Bandannas and army jackets and they attacking us Packed the blades and suited for war, ain’t no slacking up Beyonce say formal formation, so I back her up But this beyond say and formation it’s time to back it up They want n****s back on the bull, we tell ’em pack me up My son is Ethiopian, baby mama from Africa Who to stop a n***a now? They need a miracle The frequency too high, this s**t is really getting spiritual Yeah we all sinners but you ought to repent That’s why I bend all your orders and I ordered the Bent They don’t want me to soar, but that sword in my strength Ready for war, flow filthy like the water in Flint Shine like the sun ’cause I’m from that Flow like the river, pardon my pun (net?) Was Pun’s last name and the son’s Chris If orange the new black then I’m Sunkist Dumb rich, gold in my blood on some stunt s**t One fist, high in the sky rise above s**t Tough s**t, I’ve been through it, been through enough s**t All my homies push that ba** like when the drum hit [Hook/Chorus] How you gon’ do this s**t without me? (x3) Study all my s**t then pretend you forgot about me (x3) [Verse 2] They say I thug too hard, that’s how you made me ‘Cause when I love too hard, that’s how you slave me And (God puts the gorgeous pun I ?) And you thought the b******t gon’ slide I’m giving out courses on fly Your boy sit on horses and ride Royces with oysters on wrists in Paris I hope that these carrots is good for your eyes A n***a Ja real Yeah I pioneer ’cause I use my (pie meal?) Just to block you n****s, run seventy-nine drills And find a way to hate you but never could find chill Every line filled with landmines, every time ill And b*****s be chasing me like the ’79 bill Cosby, (artly?) we all sleep, aren’t we? [Bridge] Raised up in the ghetto Faced the matrix in Gepetto Taught to take s**t and we settle Too complacent, hit the pedal Push that gas in the race for the race Bring love back in the place of the hate Don’t like us, then you make a mistake We whipping up pies an’ we making a cake To make a deposit to take to the bank But I don’t need money, I’m rich in my soul F**k all of my garments, I’m switching my clothes To the robe of a king, the throne, the ring and the crown Get thrown in a ring in a crowd I know you’re here for dinner, ain’t prepared for winter Rise up out and ride around unpolished Pop my collars Dropped out of college, got my knowledge in my (talks?) [Outro] How you gon’ do this s**t without me? (x3) Study all my s**t then pretend you forgot about me (x3) How you gon’?