Luyện nghe bài hát Krazy Kings Too

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It's the classic underground styles of the urban
The krazy kings be thinking caps and tags quick (4x)

I was in the land where things would never go right
There lived a king who sang a song of afternoons and home life
he was found lost, murdered a mile away in yards and turnpikes
God bless little lune tns who got in him inhaling a few
He on the shells and denims
Beyond his wildest fantasies never thought he'd be drilling 'em
But ah, bs119 and black tvs and a long purple robe
Snatched up should portray his
Forever flood the maddened and keep the revelations guessing
Whether through mind over mediation
Self actualization or even zoning out through relaxation
Yo, I across grown men too scared to dream
I walked past as a child with a staff on the south side of queens
Where the wild ones eye the percent idol
Only was attain luxury, like the elevation wasn't vital
To keep pace with a crew that rallied then, I'm treacherous
And willpower exploded out the path of nexuses
A true who's, like, technically inclined to
Attract wannabe scientifical gold diggers and
you or strangle your ass like with the grapevine
I'm never out for the fame whereas I was told to fame to my name
And motivated on the down low
Like a northbound jersey packed train, from this
My crew, tight-knit with arsonists quick to set it
Like the forest gon' get chopped down regardless to who you are
If you really witness the invisible
The clairvoyant rhyme blizzard, the tech hold as a missile
It's like, as I the two three hearts death's in the blow
Still one sixteenth of a is critical when it enters, so

It's the classic underground styles of the urban
The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags
(x4, alternating jus, el-p)

Shit, I feel
I wear the city air like wet
Alone, though the dwells so closely together
Alarmingly on technology I was raised as a child to keep me one
Trying to outrun white noise from my tv me numb
Mr. disgusted, fortified, ill as
God's son, not a martyr but a working member of a collective
Who travel through the light as my corpse is dissected
Cell pack, 'em a little something extra on the set
Licking a slug at brandon lee just to be like tech
Told the redbone you can't comprehend, sex alone can't me
Just cause I'm pinoy don't mean the not trying to kill me
The krazy king to whom even remains anonymous
From conditioning to of sarcasm and broken promises
To myself, born to be the b-boy of clashes
Who plot a point on the graph for every crab he harrasses
blitzkrieg nihilistic heart of dark euthanasia
Fifty pen and pain phrase in alphabetical arrangement
a cat scan to color print my delusion and frame it
Battle my old with a quote from cold fusion explain shit
the three wheels hit the target
I'mma get a new life market, bells on
But can only seem to fall all over harlots and
And ignore who really love me
Who in embody the rarity of true starlets
My man had a humor that's expressing and
We played backgammon all
Smoking kool cigs till the sun the temple
From a bad merger of of hell his brain swelled
It filled with liquid in october, and on a bus to ac
When I saw his grave, I had the cubans so I him
And affirmed to teach myself to float my way more
And the serum between something low and the love to keep separate
And blitz won because his armful needs a medic
You expedite functions of truth and stick to it
Choose a concrete and bad to burn fluid
Rubble becomes structure from the of confusion
Alchemy: your pain with art, learn to use it

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It's the classic underground of the urban masters
The krazy be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (10x)