Blackout

K.I.N.G
Wit the pen
A.I.N.T
Here for friends
G.O.N.E
Wit the wind
They can't see me
Broken lens
Riding round getting head
In a Benz
Bad bih got a Nigga
Im her friend
Come once she gone
Come again
Try me i wouldn't
Recommend
I'm the greatest to do it
And i be spittin this heat for yo satisfaction
I been eating lil nigga but i want more of you rappers for bigger rations
I am sick wit no theraflu competition is terrible this is madness
Making my money difficult flip yo head no reciprocal for a fraction
One time like
Ain playing wit them folks
Gettin to the money cause these niggaz do the most
Get the cover out the dryer the bed ready to go
Then i give ya girl a ride now all of the sheets soaked
And no she can't stay
Naw
My heart grew cold from all of the pain a nigga had to see
And now she like O
What you tryna say
There's a Ice box where my heart used to be
Now back to the pen
Why they gotta brag and boast
They swear they dope
When really they just average joes
They need some hope
They rap like they pens are broke
The way i flow
Spit and leave em comatose
I say
You're not it no Tag
Working at the grocery stores is when you get bags
Send them niggaz to ya crib taking everything ya had
Nvm ya facial hair nigga took ya whole stash
Look yea
I'm not gon lecture you
Do not expect me to
Ya girl in different angles in the living room
Like a sectional
These folks don't care about you if you hurting That's when they gon apply the pressure
So i put the ops on a stretcher
Keep that thang on my hip like a western
Leveling up I'm evolving
Surpassing the ones who was balling
Forgot bout the bars they was hauling
A snickers or whatchamacallit
That candy ain't helping ya wallets
Ya just need to stop it
I'm making plays like a coach
It ain't money then do not approach
This ain't a joke
I got my ducks in a row
Duck duck goose
She get loose on the floor
I been the realest since birth
Wit this rapping shit you will get merked
Ya career in a hearse
I guess now you can say yo shit riding
But that's a ride you can't reverse
Kill every verse
I make haters disperse
Do you actors rehearse
Cause that faking don't work
If she bad ima flirt
She gon lift up her skirt
I hope that her man photogenic he try then his face on a shirt
Look

Wait a minute
I know these niggaz ain't talking
The coroner get the chalking,
I'm giving it to you often
And losing is not a option
Got power i feel like Austin
I'm puttin em in a coffin
I'm sick but I'm rarely coffin
Agh
If you a enemy
Turn you into a entity
Never let haters get to me
I just had an epiphany
All my verses are sicken
Put you under the Christmas tree
Or put you in a bag and leave you stuck in ya chimney

This niggaz really don't understand there is no comparison when we talking bout greatness
A heart surgeon that's working on competition
I'm tryn to save em all but I'm losing all of my patients
I'm not stopping i know that they all unconscious i'm tryn my best
I Promise but can i still get my payments
It's not a rush well really it is a rush if i don't get it soon then you all need saving
Understand this here
Ain playing wit you lame niggaz this year
When i ball let me ball nigga just cheer
Besides it's not hate it's just fear
As fast as it come it'll go faster
Don't you even want the money what are you after
You put the disc in the back you a dumb bastard
How do all these niggaz got the game backwards
I say
King on the mic
You're unstable sipping lean on the mic
Til the death no leaving the fight
She waits until you fall asleep then we reunite
Ima tell you how it is no need for the lies
I can teach it while i spit it do you need some advice
You ever felt like money's all you need in this life
See these green papers fuck people these will suffice
Uh

I am unstoppable
They can try beat me but it is impossible
Cause and effect it's bout money I'm offing you
Probable cause
Cause yo death is probable
It is illogical to go against me
All them childish antics don't offend me
Put ya head next to ya feet
That's how you make ends meet

Wait a minute
I know these niggaz ain't talking
The coroner get the chalking
I'm giving it to you often
And losing is not a option
Got power i feel like Austin
I'm puttin em in a coffin
I'm sick but I'm rarely coffin
Agh
If you a enemy
Turn you into a entity
Never let haters get to me
I just had an epiphany
All my verses are sicken
Put you under the Christmas tree
Or put you in a bag and leave you stuck in ya chimney