Sims - Coup for the Kings lyrics

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Sims - Coup for the Kings lyrics

[Sims] Okay fuse lit Slow train move quick Dive show pay dues Live flow stay true While you got them c**aine blues I'm on some tre dudes sh** So cool with no coupe No rings Just a crew thing Recoup quick Got a coup for the kings Don't they think they slick? I lay the bricks make the corners fit Y'all are just working angles On some self-important sh** But don't get it twisted I-I am a business This is all pulp no mulch no filler Flow iller k**er guerrilla top-biller Go big or go homeboy You know me lay low I don't come around the scene I don't play with you toys Big crew big noise I am the motor motivate the filmstrip Keep the picture flickering on And no I don't quit till the dawn No paint just stain Permeate mark made Brighten up the dark days I am a shark man All heart half alligator tooth See through that Darth Vader suit Ain't they cute? Giving panic attacks to all you rap Anakins With your mannequin stance I'm a pit bull running with wolves You're a shar-pei in a sweater made of cheap wool [Hook] Don't sweat the technique fellas Doomtree's better Better let us[?] than you Be cool Don't sweat the technique fools Doomtree's better You better be cool [P.O.S] Okay fuse lit Doom's the crew Sick shoes sick wounds[?] [?] who are you? We only share a genre in your iTunes I'm not you, rapper My caliber is out of character No brake caliper No slow, bust all barriers All go, all guts scarier Tour[?] for the sake of the [?] Leave 'em sore from the shake in [?] So damn bored with the hors d'oeuvres Nothing but fluff I need something that'll fill up my guts to fill up my cup Flood[?] runneth over Done it Play the race Scrape your change man it's over Doomtree, Rhymesayers, what ain't fresh? The crews be lifesavers You ain't next I mean, we ain't next cause we right now Wrecked all those, adios Lazer says you gotta go Rattle up your barrio King Koopa spit straight burning up your Mario Rappering the fire 'round your sorry little audio Johnny Cash sh**, wait Walk the line, talk what's on the mind Let 'em follow [Hook]