Capital Steez - Sofa King lyrics

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Capital Steez - Sofa King lyrics

[Prod. by Danger Mouse] [Verse 1: Jakk The Rhymer] Pa**ionate rappers get casketed with no remorse Was holding my spot till after it, show them off Sworn by your sword, behind them a trail of slain amateurs The pen packed with coke and cannabis when he handle scipt The rhetoric reflects off they teaching, the probably Underrated, nah, they the problem they region Season the spoken word that's the kind elevated From dope to complex, from [?] and context With an [?] ridged flow So, my sh**'s designed to stretch check my Lines and text be like nines and techs F airplay The Kind get divine respect Said it took some time crafting this God's gift Roller-coaster ride, emergency break to train wreck Uh, but from that emerged greatness Attention was well underpaid like a blank check They base steps off of history's past tracks They wonder how we make leaps and bounds without looking back Bound to be greatness we studied from the best of them You must be irrelevant to question this intelligence Lift off, rip raw, best acknowledge [?] from you and your's More sleepy hollow than hollow tips Come on joe, you really have got to be kidding Waiting to blow up, we giving them mannerisms Quit with the remedies and the rhythms and the writtens I be kicking, this be lyrical ammunition [Verse 2: Capital STEEZ] Yo peep the rhyme, used to do this leisure time Redefine [?] every define writing easy lines First amendment lethal coerce of pennmanship With or without a pen I proceed to exert my excellence I'm excelling with more rhymes than rugged cats Without holding a duffle bag or busting caps You fronting man, I'ma do it until my lungs collapse I'm going way ahead of my time, [?] You really thinking you ahead of me dude [?] your sh** was dead before I stepped in booth If there was a competition excused them from condescending But I have been kinda expecting some tension from my contenders And least what's left of them Cause many men have been turned into excrement Huh, regurgitate rappers And just an amateur if you worthy of battling I'm crossing out names with an asterisk The mic check is like a vi-script to crack your lips I give a [?] for the word play Along with a bag of ice and a first aid Won't believe he's underage and he's that ill But you will surprised by the range of this cat's sk** Come on homie get a clue Spitting a written [?] indivual Showing of what my pen will do would get rid of you 5 words "I am so f**ing lyrical"

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