KShock - The Lit One lyrics

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KShock - The Lit One lyrics

[Intro] Let's go Whoooooo Yuh, yuh, yuh Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go [Verse 1] Everybody say they got no time But they say they want to shine Well if you want to shine but got no time, then you better go stand in line if you wanna be great Yuh Serving music on a plate, yuh I know that Imma be great, yuh You all could never relate, yuh I'm seventeen with no green No gasoline but I'm so clean You pay the price, I'll roll the dice Hit a double six like I'm benzene But enough with the nonsense Because I don't think I have time Let me switch up the context f** up your concepts Lemme shock your subconscious mind [Interlude] Uhh yo, can we throw in some, like, metaphors and similes and stuff like that? Uh why? You know, cause that's the stuff people like to quote on Twitter Okay true, yeah, okay Make it lit Alright [Verse 2] Yuh Pick the phone up, you know that I dialed Everyone looking like snakes with a smile As soon as I drop this sh** people go wild If you were a hot wing then you would be mild And I would be barbecue, cause that sh** delicious (hot, hot, hot) Hot like the tracks I produce and I know competition's fictitious So shut the f** up about every single thing you own And shut up about every single thing you do And shut up about every single time you didn't f** with me cause I wasn't f**ing with you b**h just shut the f** up Man, I don't wanna be the person that makes you regret your decisions But every time people come talk to me, I can't help but think about the revisions That they could've made if they wanted to That they could've made if they tried That they could've fixed if they just said whatever they said without mixing in all the lies b**h shut the f** up I'm living audibly And music's a part of me All of these people keep talking they sh** but they don't know that I'm the anomaly everyone wanna be I'm switching dimensions like everyday Mixing and fixing the games that I play Refining and biding my time as I wait And I know the occasion, I don't know the date Maybe tomorrow, but maybe today Maybe in March or in April or May Lost in the night I came into this world, without ever seeing the light of the day And I'm twisted, you missed it You f**ed up the lyrics Just like you beat up and f**ed up my spirit But I get up, I get up every time And I'm mixing and fixing up all of my lines You're college, I'm university You're constant, I got diversity You're always the same and your lyrics are lame and just look at yourself you got no one to blame [Verse 3] Lost in the night and I run Fast like the flares and the speed of the sun Fast like the d**h of an innocent person when bullets fly out of a gun But f** all topics controversial sh** gets annoying like bad commercials If you thought this was gonna be bad, then you better get ready for a full reversal Cause this is the lit one The I am not taking no sh** one, b**h The I would f** up your career, but first I think you gotta get one, b**h Yuh, I'm thinking ahead with this So many people I fed with this I would call you a motherf**a but even motherf**a's call you Oedipus What the f** is wrong with you? No, I do not belong with you I haven't been living that long So b**h, shut the f** up I'm not doing a song with you They got it all wrong Now I'm just getting too strong If you disrespected me, interjected me, best believe you will not tag along Lotta b**hes trynna make a schism We got criticism in my lyricism Everybody can shut the f** up cause Imma lock you up like I founded empiricism and I'm Going crazy, it's so amazing, I'm cultivating this sh** Renovating, I'm escalating, I'm elevating, it's lit I'm elemental, you're detrimental Got all this sh** going through my mental I got two sides and they're going at it like the 2016 presidentials It's complicated, I'm concentrated on graduating, it's fascinating Devastating, I'm culminating, intoxicating, I'm dominating Everybody going for the automatic re-up Everybody going automatic with the d-up Everybody picking up a gun and talking 'bout bang bang bang, that's an onomatopoeia Yuh Automatic with a gun Automatic, semi automatic with the funds Automatic, semi automatic, fully automatic, everybody going automatic with the fun And I'm just trynna be, wanna be, everybody wanna be an anomaly and nobody trynna be what they wanna be I'm living my life All of these b**hes keep talking 'bout strife You k** time until it k**s you And if you k** the vibe, then Imma k** you Can't stop and you don't stop and you keep on going till they feel you And I'm gone Gone

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