Monsta KiD - Kaioken lyrics

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Monsta KiD - Kaioken lyrics

[Verse 1: Monsta KiD] On my part 2 sh** This is for the f** of it Let's sit back Matter fact fall back I'm done with bullsh** rap Once a kid that gave a f** Then I met the trap Became friends with A marijuana sack Running around waste Away my seed Get hype and jiggy I rhyme with heat Yo b**h in heat She got a taste For Jimmy Dean Rubbing up on my meat The illest n***a you Can not defeat The truth how dare I speak I f**ed around and Got up on my two feet 10 toes down Knuckles up you Cluster f**s Me against the world Matter fact it's y'all against The CLAN Black towel heads Black Taliban's I just might just Switch a flip And lose my sh** Back hand a n***a If he thinks I a b**h My mind on grip My mind and I Who controls this gift n***as telling Now n***as bailing Shark week how The bullet holes End a sentence With a period Add exclamation Just so you know I'm serious Bless these lyricals That touches souls Hence forth I'm The reason n***as Loading bowls Standing out loud Like trombones Just so you know It's all been said Through the headphones [Verse 2: Monsta KiD] Can't help but To feel original Quite common Like penitentiary and ramen Sick of all the bullsh** Why they gotta buy it Why I understand the game From the fibers to the science Refer me to your highness I be smoking everyday I'm into pov's Like a gynecology In a mood I adjust Right now My eyes look shut Thinking about how I started up Now coming up A man who stop giving A f** No love lost For so and so And such and such Your opinions can Eat an uppercut So pack a lunch God I miss you Forrest You was the bear That fed me truth And pourage Mid cla** life We'd be poor And rich Now I'm growns and sh** I'm a hold it down Til the day it's Me and my b**h (I'm a hold it down) [Verse 3: Monsta KiD] I promise to give Her many life Intentions of love And staying high Ride by my side Til d**h do us Part and die I sense the days I grow wise at A single young age All he ever wanted Was his granny straight Now it's time that he Gets his pay Then make his place As he cements his name And dripping of tears Of felt success and accomplishment No longer holding back My mind off safety My mind on gravy This is the part Where they start to hate me I dreamed I sh**ted On n***as and woke Up from a toilet With a stack Of tissue That help solve My issues Can't help But to feel like Broly The flow is overflowing Those gestures are made But these jesters Aren't getting paid Don't you dare Sleep on me Or take a f**en nap You must grow patience And be surprised When I exhibit greatness No matter the Stronger I get I'm bench pressing The 626 Moving the loud No volume adjustments I hope they hear This before I Face God and judgement (Forgive me for my sins)

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