King Los - R.A.S. lyrics

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King Los - R.A.S. lyrics

[Chorus] Yo I gave my everything to n***as' and got nothing in return Two years of being slept on, never got my turn Took two years off and said, "f** it I gotta' learn" Sometimes I wonder why I was even f**in' concerned And that's some real a** sh** (that's some real a** sh**) I pulled n***as' out the fire, gave 'em sh** they couldn't earn Buncha' sh** they ain't deserve, I shoulda' let them n***as' burn That's some real a** sh** (that's some real a** sh**) I gave my everything to n***as' and got nothing in return Two years of being slept on, never got my turn That's some real a** sh** I gave my everything to n***as' and got nothing in return But some s**as' gotta' drown, bustas' gotta' burn (real a** sh**) [Verse 1] Ooh I ain't the king, n***a' how is that? n***as' threw dirt on me, I brought 'em flowers back You took the easy way out, I took the hard walk You gotta' take the long road to listen to God talk Both of my brothers in prison, I seen my mother cryin' Puff said this path get dark, that n***a' wasn't lying Govern my mind and my body, my soul, my metaphysics I've transcended to mentions n***as' have yet to visit Yes, it's vivid, my essence exquisite, no pressure, [?], exhibits, eclectic, prolific My sonic aesthetic is different Your prior work is fireworks When you ain't shining, the thrill is gone, that's how it works Everybody lookin' up at the sky For God to work Well I was made in the image of god, it gotta work Let me guess, you get the work for cheap Supply the work b**h I research, I cross-reference, apply the work I got the spirit of a hurricane victim, this outta' work When that flood water up to you neck, its knowledge first We gon' see how your mind, your soul, your [?] was worth When the whole world flooded, the f** is dollar worth? n***as' talk all that hype, but I doubt it Put life inside your body, get life out it Put love inside your temple and find peace Well Los, "where you find that knowledge?" "It found me" On God, Money, War, I prophesied it before Now I went from your TV screen to your front door You give n***as' your whole soul and they want more They ask me why I'm so hardcore [Chorus] I gave my everything to n***as' and got nothing in return Two years of being slept on, never got my turn Took two years off and said, "f** it I gotta' learn" Sometimes I wonder why I was even f**in' concerned And that's some real a** sh** I pulled n***as' out the fire, gave 'em sh** they couldn't earn Buncha' sh** they ain't deserve, I shoulda' let them n***as' burn That's some real a** sh**

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