K.R.I.T.

A king remembered in time I'm critical
Analytical mane
For additional gains
Call it flexing my muscle
Tussle with memories bustle
The adequacy will buck em
You on the ground Bryon Russell
Cause my hold on the masses can't be Measured by a triple beam
Flaws in my history
Now I'm a true MC
The up and comer
Can smack each of the front runners
They don't want see me shine my shine forever Gunning
You would dance for the one time
The summer time scene is how I see my Offsprings in the light
I tiptoed through crevices you dared not to slip Through
Keep my heart on my sleeve but it's an igloo
The pencil not a fan of the minstrel, cataclysmic
Is what happens when not splitting the difference
The image is vintage
It's 24/7 the ridiculousness
Marathon multiplies till I die like I'm Krit what (Yeah)



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Writer(s): Jalen Kennedy
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