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KING LOS lyrics : "Pound Cake (Freestyle)"

To recognize the genius I am
Youâ??d have to have one foot on Venus
To even visit these arenas Iâ??m in

Now did I say arenas or Serenas?
I kill %#@!, Venus/ Serena
I kill %#@!, I Gilbert Arenas

Iâ??m ill witâ?? the skill witâ??, the skill witâ??
If this the %#@! that I build
When Iâ??m buildinâ?? a buildinâ??

Built with a billion builders
Thatâ??s buildinâ?? a buildinâ?? on top of this one
No feelinâ?? is toppinâ?? this one

No villain is stoppinâ?? this one
Thatâ??d be a dark night, wonâ??t it?
While overlookinâ?? my city

Had a Dark Knight moment
Iâ??m overlookinâ?? my city
Same city that overlooked me

Now itâ??s back to back tours
Cause cities just overbook me
Speaking of Dark Knight, I know some Jokers that scheme

Cuz I blew up, somethinâ?? sick, like the openinâ?? scene
Not to mention, nobody gonna mention you this year
You just a Joker

I really made the pencil disappear
I got that Edgar Allen Poe flow
Bars like a bear trap

Shakespeareâ??s only rebuttal would be a head scratch
I havenâ??t been amateur, ever, never
I Iambic pentameter, clever, better

Nobody even seems this deep
I got ^!$$%s stayinâ?? awoke to put my dreams to sleep
But, watch me maneuver

New maroon drop for my jewel
I need moon rocks for my mule
Iâ??m the future

Tell these ^!$$%s I need my proper spot
They a bunch of Papa Docs in chocolate drops
My 16â?²s proper, give me my props or not

I went Pac at 16 when my Pops was shot
Uh, it left my mind out of place
I guess that why in my rhymes

I spend time outta space
So, I speak life, rappers talk
You canâ??t be if a rap god

If youâ??ve never rapped for God
Uh, gotta be close to him like the woman in The Bible
Who felt she could be blessed just to grab his cloth

Uh, bulletin, we full of sin
If we wade in the water
The weight of it might pull us in

Fate, fate fate fate fate
Canâ??t fake what you ainâ??t ainâ??t ainâ??t ainâ??t
Wait, if youâ??re searchinâ?? for a way, wait

I made a way, all my homies used to weigh, weight
Brakes, pump your brake brake brake brakes
^!$$%s break in and take

They donâ??t take breaks
I canâ??t fail, I donâ??t believe in it
You donâ??t possess humble nor obedience

Comedians told me that I wouldnâ??t fly
I remember losinâ?? family members
And I wouldnâ??t cry

^!$$% if you had wooden eyes
You could see Iâ??m fly
My future, so why wouldnâ??t I?

Iâ??m too good, these ^!$$%s good and high
Boyz N The Hood donâ??t rock witâ?? you Cuba Goodinâ?? guys
^!$$%s on that [?] %#@!

I guess they copy paste us
Cause we the right clique
Uh, get it? Right click, copy paste

Life hit a rocky phase
Ice wrist, Versace shades
White whip, a hockey blade

Grill like a hockey mask
Chop it like a hockey stick
^!$$%s pocket the pocket cash
Talkinâ?? bout you poppinâ?? gas
Runninâ?? witâ?? them [?] cast

Them same suckas prolly be watchinâ?? you get ya pockets tapped
$#&@ all that @@#!y %#@!
Where Iâ??m from they @@#!ing straps
Think you wavinâ?? til you get hit with 8 in ya stocking cap
But, I choose to excel

Made my old ex mad, gave my new ex hell
Went from no X to one X to two, well
I been nice since my t- shirt was 2XL
Yeah thatâ??s XX, like two exes ago
But itâ??s still all love like Xâ??s and Oâ??s

Cause at some point
We feel we have exes who owe
You know they made an explanation
Why they exited, oh
If you think Iâ??m talkinâ?? bout my exes

Come on, man
Tell XXL theyâ??ve got one more chance
But, man I law low
If I ainâ??t on ya list
Then that (*##$ donâ??t exist, Manti Teâ??o
That %#@! they puttinâ?? up corny

Tell these ^!$$%s they ainâ??t good enough to bore me
Iâ??m just paintinâ??, so yâ??all see the story
I canâ??t be guarded in rap
So to God be the glory
King

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