Chocolate Snow (Bonus Track)

Lyrics
[Intro] Yo [Verse] Lights out, but the cameras on K.i.T rips stages when I preform Flows cold, but the mic is warm You might think you in the picture till the camera's is torn I'm Captain Kirk in it, you niggas jerking it You think you working, but no purpose with you working [?] Nah, I'm berserk in it, these are the gears of war I'm faster than a bullet, spit it 'fore it hits the floor While you cook raw, I get raw on beats Me and my star team, we like a star fleet I don't trust rappers, I got a OCD I take it off, no shoes on my carpet, please I hit up lukewarm cees to get the song set But they hardly get back, I guess they forget Not yet, young cadet, you need to break a sweat But now, I [?], I stay to myself Uh, so I'ma let 'em come to me, though My black fists pumped like a shore full a guidos Niggas act tall [?] like Doritos But when the group break, they just flake like Cheeto I move like a pound or a kilo First beat nouns, you're a clown to a hero Sounds so profound, can you find me an equal? 'Cause I can get mad out of bars, like [?] But still action packed like [?] This is my job until I get shifts, I'm on call You're on [?], balling till you're barred up There's drug money for dummies, you think they're all luck? Uh, until it runs out, you're running out Your house getting chased for an ounce To find a new grind before you do time Or find mine, maybe you can shoeshine for like two dimes But back to the show before I hit prime And become on top, triple K without a hate crime I'd much rather swing on an ape vine People like the gossip 'cause they stuck on the grape kind And I ain't talking 'bout soda Shoutout to Childs, the illest rap promoter Sorta like me, but a bunch of years older I'ma pick up the torch till this whole thing's over I hit the sky and fly, you land-rovers My mind's in the traps, but y'all like land-grovers Y'all command, but I maintain the cobra Needles in your arm, my charm is still doper Uh, what can I say? It's my culture The kingdom will come someday, though I'm not 'Hova Predict the weather, sorta like Al Roker Now it's my [?], I just thought it was nice to know you [Outro] Peace!
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- Writers
- Khary