Sora Vs Xehanort (feat. Omenxiii)
Crown on my chain and my slots filled with potions
Don't need any drugs when I trip on emotions
Don't fuck with the fame
But it's part of the motion
You're just a lil' stain, bitch
And I'm the new KOSA
Fucking up functions with all of my peasants
Gray$cale the name since I was eleven
Smash your bitch like pumpkins
I ain't with that fuck shit
I'm burning up subs n shit
I don't need no luck bitch
Fuck a struggle
Imma hustle
I'm a dog without a muzzle
And you're stuck under the rubble
Got you solved just like a puzzle
Angels hitting up my ringer
While I wipe blood off my fingers
Leaving half an ounce of stingers
When I die my will gon' linger
The room fall down beneath my feet
I'll stomp in anybody's teeth
For talkin' when they shouldn't be
For walkin' where they shouldn't be
I am now the reason, see
They losing sleep, just over me
Thirteen king of demons
Causing casualties so casually
We be rollin' while we rollin', hold up
Focus, stay in motion
Keep composure, smoking dosure
Overflowin', never floppin'
Never stoppin', always movin'
Groove until the speakers boomin'
Who are you, bitch?
Who are you?
You fuck, you mad as fuck for what?
For what?
For what? For what? For what? For what?
You mad as fuck for what?
For what?
For what? For what? For what? For what?
You mad as fuck for what?
For what?
For what? For what? For what? For what?
You mad as fuck for what?
For what?
For what? For what? For what? For what?
You mad as fuck for what?
Don't need any drugs when I trip on emotions
Don't fuck with the fame
But it's part of the motion
You're just a lil' stain, bitch
And I'm the new KOSA
Fucking up functions with all of my peasants
Gray$cale the name since I was eleven
Smash your bitch like pumpkins
I ain't with that fuck shit
I'm burning up subs n shit
I don't need no luck bitch
Fuck a struggle
Imma hustle
I'm a dog without a muzzle
And you're stuck under the rubble
Got you solved just like a puzzle
Angels hitting up my ringer
While I wipe blood off my fingers
Leaving half an ounce of stingers
When I die my will gon' linger
The room fall down beneath my feet
I'll stomp in anybody's teeth
For talkin' when they shouldn't be
For walkin' where they shouldn't be
I am now the reason, see
They losing sleep, just over me
Thirteen king of demons
Causing casualties so casually
We be rollin' while we rollin', hold up
Focus, stay in motion
Keep composure, smoking dosure
Overflowin', never floppin'
Never stoppin', always movin'
Groove until the speakers boomin'
Who are you, bitch?
Who are you?
You fuck, you mad as fuck for what?
For what?
For what? For what? For what? For what?
You mad as fuck for what?
For what?
For what? For what? For what? For what?
You mad as fuck for what?
For what?
For what? For what? For what? For what?
You mad as fuck for what?
For what?
For what? For what? For what? For what?
You mad as fuck for what?
Credits
Writer(s): Omen Xiii
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