Crystal Tokyo - Masenko lyrics

About time they let Mobarshi in the booth again Spittin like a chick who claims she don't do this often Let a n***a backtrack the coffin I bet you I can smell the time of d**h on these orphans Punches No prom, but I'm giving out punches None even directed, why the f** they usin crutches? Got the little ones, hiding back behind the porches "Papa said he quit this life, what is it they wantin" Tell em give the girl, or get drug out the back In a sack Chopped up I'll make a profit on the black Mar-Ket all the souls that I'm taken I swear that I feel I'm in the matrix I'm like neo shadow boxing with morpheus Shootin a hadoken and the same spear as scorpion I'm like a falcon punch bottled in a Fiji If you rep the aesthetic than you losin to a Kirby Pause I'm hotter than a summer in Atlanta In a sweater made of pandas With a heater and a handgun And these hoes think I'm handsome Until it is a knife fight and I bring out the cannon Oh it's time we watch a lion get his stride So I challenge KG, not to fall into my pride I treat em like Koreans, so just watch this Clean the katana then I turn the cat to breakfast So inspiring, derive into a monster Then I take off in a Honda Clean the blade by doing 90 in a Mazda Got the club lookin like Hotel Rwanda