A New Direction

I'm back
Pass the blunt to my left
Muhammad when I write hooks
That knock them bitches on they ass
And off the boardwalks

Benadryl not the Benzos
Xanax not penecillin
LSD got me woke up
Meeting the role call early

This that
Real king shit
Acoustic combat fit
Wit a bitch that ride wit the clique
Drugs, fueling feuds, makeshift lipshits

This the new generation
Them old farts have lost they shit
Call them high school hazbins
Cause they has been at top now it's

1,500 in 3 days with no prior releases
I ain't get no handouts
I think I deserve this shit
Worked too hard on an album nobody listened to
Then bleezus released and it knocked me into perspective

If imma work that hard imma need some recognition
The ingredients is lost when you cook in satans kitchen I mean damn
That's the industry for you though
Got sharks spinning circles look out below

But this is
King, King, King
King, King, King
King, King, King
King, King, King

This that fucking king shit
Burning the studios up
Lemme stir it
It's the broth and the veggie-tables
They comparing us to
With or without pitiful bitches
That lack free will
You got cold feet get warm socks
So tired of them cop outs

I had bitches hella bitches
Got snitches hella knishes
But I threw it all away
For the condition of rap

It's them 9 spitting 9 bars
For 5k a day
Living like a pig
Then they go and slander the rap game

As beautiful as it is
Imma need some protection
When her prejudice is higher
Than her vocal inflection
Repression

If that's your expertise I'll roll up my sleeves
Killing shit I'm king, government that's not me

Fourth quarter corridor living like a beast
First semester Cusac
Last semester heat
Last semester strong
Can't call it weak
First semester same as the one
You calling meek

If you missing you call
Get a machine
AK or the tek9 that are blasting the streets

One for adolescence and two for the extremes
Living off of borrowed time you know who it be
This is King



Credits
Writer(s): Dalton Cusac
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