Lyrics

[Intro: KXNG Crooked] Harbor! [Verse 1: KXNG Crooked & Joell Ortiz] Another day, another homicide, welcome to where I reside City by the water side, dollar signs got us all colonized Niggas on that molly vibe, qualified to swallow five He zombified, body might be walking, but he not alive Modernized opium got your mind sliding like Biden at the podium, Joe be in a whole 'nother Solar system hoping that we go with him, but, nope Me and Joell is composing a symposium, and we don't play, though We keep a semi pipe, chrome gun Poppin' wheelies on a mini bike, wе really on one Nigga, this is city life, don't run Likе sexing an extra dry prostitute that won't come You fucking with the wrong one [Verse 2: Joell Ortiz] Everybody's a high rank samurai 'til we show guns Ten eight on a wide face Panerai, yeah, the road's done That's that eight fifty missing the middle man It's just me and the whole sun and the glistening gold swung Caught your wife attention You worried about the guys inside her mentions I be inside her guts firing like a hired henchmen Silent killing like cyanide, your sex drive is dry I fuck her on the stove, that's eye for an eye All they get is hard dick and bubble wrap Throwaway jacks and Apple Maps for going and coming back Continuously, intervene on a winning team Two twin nin's sinning religiously, call that synergy [Verse 3: KXNG Crooked] Palm trees and the Statue of Liberty That's the epitome of east meets west when we capture the energy Niggas is talking down on me, have to be kidding me Speaking of kidding me, only my junior can belittle me Here to Italy, I talk that shit Last album was last album, we off that shit We here to murder everything, nigga, let off that clip Wipe the fingerprints off the microphone and toss that shit You can see the analytics, we back to handle business O-Dog in a Rolls, the return of the Phantom menace Man, I'm in this thing to show you some shit that no man'll witness I'm a man of wisdom with manhandling mannerisms [Verse 4: Joell Ortiz] Man, the difference between us and them is these anthem lyrics Quantum physics when you peel back all this banana spitting We ape with the bars, chimpanzee lab visits and drastic conditions Caged like West African prisons between Chad and Benin See, me and Crook the most valid team Every rapper get hands and feet like we beatin' on a tambourine As for the district, all we ask is just this When it come to money, don't lie and don't cheat or shit'll get cataclysmic Two one of the ones, guess we some of them somes Never in conundrums whenever it come to them drums Second to none, our weapon is tongue [Verse 5: KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz] Tongue is weapon, our none to second Say it backwards like records are spun Pedaling through the slums of the Harbor With the gunners and robbers Suits and ties, crucial ties to underground farmers Scum running 'round lawless while running for office District attorneys in the caucus gunning for bosses Niggas is dying, takin' them fake Percocets The block's hotter than eight turtlenecks Take murder threats serious when Tiberius raped Bernadette You didn't believe her, now he's an active shooter at the school And cops ain't murk him yet 'cause of his skin tone If that was me, I woulda been gone Bleeding the blood of George Floyd all over my gemstones Brim blown 'til my head was redder than Jim Jones with Timbs on That's why I spit it like Pac spilling his guts When the Glock's drilling, it feel like you got hit with a bus I'm Godzilla in Chucks, he's King Kong in some Timberlands Niggas be talking shit, but the top killas is us [Outro: KXNG Crooked] Fuck a penny for your thoughts 'Cause if you gotta million dollar brain that's a gold mine Fuck putting things off Death around the corner, never know when it's your time I see cops everywhere Another dead body washed up on the shoreline For the fourth time 'cause it's war time (Harbor!)